She is a wisp of plum blossom soul, with a light frown and a slight smile; she is a breeze, lazy and calm; she is a long and strange fragrance, growing in the orchid landscape every step of the way. She is the one who makes the country beautiful, the red sleeves add fragrance, the Pingting is graceful, and the eyes are as cold as cold. The skin is made of snow, and the bones are made of carved jade. They are as graceful as dusk clouds and as graceful as a startling giant. Passionate but annoyed by ruthlessness, who will be the winner?