Xie Yun has seen the charming Qin Yan leaning against a tall building, the playful Qin Yan pretending to fold flowers in the peach grove, and he has also seen the cold and unkind Qin Yan in the court.
All the faces are hers, and all my dreams from now on are just delusions.
If you can't ask for it, you can't get rid of it.
Later, he saw the fragile Qin Yan with tears streaming down his face.
Her voice trembled slightly, and her words were cold, "Xie Yun, you shouldn't have come to Kyoto. If you don't come, I will always be me."
Xie Yun never understood her reasoning, "Are you happy?"
Qin Yan replied, "I haven't had this kind of thing since I was thirteen."
Xie Yun's heart softened for no reason, that's all, who is Fusheng Sanqian? He just went her way.
Purpose: Work hard for love