After waking up, she found she had transmigrated into Qin Chun, a prostitute in a brothel. Unable to get anywhere in her struggle against the madam, she was hauled onto the flower stage and put up for sale to a crowd of wealthy clients. Tragedy struck too fiercely for Qin Chun to resist. She fainted on the stage and lost consciousness.
Four years later, Qin Chun had transformed into the proprietress of the Peach Blossom Wine Shop. Her tiny shop drew countless customers lured by its fragrance, and also brought three men into her life.
Lu Shijun, a spoiled heir who carried a silver bell that could take her back. He claimed to be a kindred spirit, but was in fact a homosexual.
Lu Peizhu, an old acquaintance who had secretly fallen for her, yet cruelly abandoned her. Years later, he barged back into her life.
Liu Rusheng, an actor of extraordinary beauty born into a humble family. After a woman bravely stepped in to help him, he turned his attention to Qin Chun.
After one miscalculation after another, who was really pulling the strings behind the scenes, directing this dream of peach blossoms to its end?
A gentle breeze stirs faint ripples; peach blossoms age with every passing year. Peach blossom wine in the cup, and no word of how soon our hair will turn white.
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Hello dear~ I have come up with a radio drama of this novel and would like to authorize it~ I don't know if I can approve it~
I like your... Love, from the interlocking of fingers to the peach blossom in the cup. Your writing is beautiful and unique. The story is also very imaginative and well-conceived. This is you in my eyes. After reading those who gave negative marks, don't pay attention or respond. I think your writing style is very good and your writing is beautiful enough. At least it moved me enough. I like your writing. So you have to work hard and persevere. I believe that with your strength, you will eventually be recognized and have broad prospects. I really don't know where to leave the message, so I posted it here. Well, keep up the good work, don't stick, support you, and look up to you.
Hey, why do you still have to do your own laundry when you have money?
I don't know where the Tianshui Bridge is. Every time I cross the Lingqiao, I feel sick.
This state of being neither dead nor alive... From time to time we moderns
. . . This is really a mess of classification, twists and turns, torture after torture, how can you call it easy??? The writing is indeed good, but this is too deceptive.
What is this all about? It makes me feel so depressed.
Idiot!!!!!!!!!! You cling to people and you still think you are an amazing young lady?
The language style is quite good... But why is it getting more and more confusing... Didn't Rusheng like her? Why did he bring her back to be beaten... Could it be that... His head was twitched??? ,
Although I'm happy that it's over, I'm also a little sad after reading it. For Xiaoliu, hey.