She was supposed to live a peaceful, noble and prosperous life, but eight years ago she was involved in a fight between a pair of people she couldn't love, and her whole family was killed. From then on, there was no Mu Wanqing in the world. Only Yan Wan, the singer in Hualou.
On the eve of turning sixteen, he met a man who broke into his room for no reason. There was a beautiful mole on the bridge of her nose. In the dim light, she was inexplicably moved.
Your name is Yanwan? The man said.
That's right, doesn't it sound great?
He didn't answer and started to get dressed. It seems that you are very busy and it's time for me to leave. Just like he took off his clothes last night, he put on Xuan Yi in a few seconds and prepared to push out the window.
You haven't told me your name yet. He stopped, turned around and said, "No need. For passers-by, I don't think you need to remember the name. After all, we will never meet again."
The next day, she was the new oiran who became famous in the capital, and he became the youngest purple-robed killer in the Palace of Purity.
We really will never see each other again, Yan Wan thought like this when she entered the Xunhuan Palace as a dancer in white, and she thought like this when she was a singer in green clothes, but it was as if she was destined to escape no matter what.
But so what, he is a eunuch, both when he is wearing purple and when he is wearing black.
Intention: People you like, no matter what, will always be together