I have been having a dream lately, in which I am flying into the sky on a dragon, feeling so uncomfortable and happy.
If this dream were given to the current prince, it would definitely be a good sign for the Nine-Fifth Prince. It is a pity that it was dreamed for me. It is a pity that I am a monk.
My master has a book that is said to be magical and he never lets me read it. He would only take it out and wave it in front of me when he was drunk, and then he would start bragging and talking nonsense.
This book has no pages, but inside it is a pair of crystal-white eyes transformed by light. Those huge eyes are so beautiful that they reminded me of the deer in the forest that I happened to encounter when I came back from going down the mountain for alms last year. The moment the book page opened, those eyes soared into the sky. I braved myself to look through these eyes, and the memories sealed in my eyes came one after another like a revolving lantern.
Scene after scene was accompanied by a voice. At that moment, I followed the people in the story and saw another world...
This book is divided into three parts. Each part will analyze one story after another from the perspective of the protagonist Xueyi.
The story is not long, I hope you like it
Intention: If you have to wait until you lose it before regretting it, why not cherish it while you have it?