That night, the flowers were full, the moon was full, and the rituals and music were singing together. He was Meng Xiaochen, the eldest son of the thirteenth generation of the royal family, Jia Mengguo, a noble merchant, and she was Chu Yue, the only daughter of the royal nobleman, the hairpin family.
That night, the wind and moon were silent, the undercurrent surged, the glory of the ninth generation was destroyed, the lanterns were broken, the five tribes were killed and deposed, and all were killed. The fifteen-year-old Chu Yue narrowly escaped death and went to Beiyan.
Three life-and-death sadomasochistic relationships and a bloody and turbulent life charted her glorious and unparalleled youth years.
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Mission: Going through hardships and galloping across northern Xinjiang