Everyone knows that there is an unknown bamboo house at the end of Wutong Lane, and there is a storyteller and his lover in the house.
He told about the poignant love from ancient times to the present, and people from all over the world came to visit him after hearing about it.
No one knows where the storyteller came from. When the listener left, he could not remember his face. He only remembered the jade folding fan in his hand...
Do you want to hear a story? Let me tell you a story!
The folding fan falls and the story begins. Fold the fan and put it away, recalling the past.
[1V1, HE, Gentle Immortal Lord attacks x Stubborn Little Phoenix suffers]
Intention: relax