Seven kingdoms competed for hegemony, hundreds of schools of thought contended, and princes from all walks of life gathered just to compete with Qin.
That day she attracted the favor of the Lord with her graceful dancing, that day her flute solo caused a rain of blood, and that was the day she met him.
"But Miss Gao?" He held her in his arms with his thin arms. Although his eyes were dim, he could smell the fragrance of her body.
"Flowers, Snow, Moon·Wind Chapter"
Motto: Love means never having to say sorry