Red beaded hands, yellow vine wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls. The east wind is evil and happiness is thin. A cup of melancholy, a few years away. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Spring is as old as ever, people are thin and empty, and the tears are red and raw. The peach blossoms have fallen, and the pavilion is idle. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo.
A bizarre time travel made her become the daughter of the Shangguan family;
At the banquet, Shangguan Yi relied on her wisdom to avoid danger and won the favor of Emperor Lan Qi;
And her fate also changed...