Thirty years after Dongling, Meng Wanwan fell in love with Song Qi at first sight...
The lotus was unusually red that year...
Forty years after the Eastern Ling Dynasty, Meng Wanwan weaved a bamboo cage to imprison the lark and herself in this city...
Weiyang's fragrant soul has nowhere to go...
Come back, come back... Come back, come back...
The lark is dead...
Song Qi, when I was young, I kept you in my heart and was very happy.
Song Qi, I have been obsessed with building a city without gates my whole life.
Song Qi, now he is holding back, I no longer know what the future holds...
Purpose: Maintain love and peace