The world gathers, the world goes, the world comes and goes, and it gathers in a hurry.
"Your Highness, it's just a matter of great importance. If we don't get it right, it will be a punishment from God."
"Report, the people outside want to invite you, the ghost master, to come out to help in the battle of Longmen, but Chang Dao Shi will not let you in."
Her Royal Highness, the princess of Linghu Villa, looks like someone who could conquer a country or a city. She wears a long red dress, but it is a pity that she has ended up like this.
Everyone in the hall is alive, but no one knows that her destiny is in heaven.
"Ten years of agreement, who knows my heart..."
"Thank you."
"Why thank you?"
"Qian Yin."
Intention: The fragrance is condensed, and the heaven is like fragrance.