Ten miles away from Qinhuai there is a dream of spring, the mist and moon of the Six Dynasties gather in Jinling
The most abundant thing in Qinhuai's foreign market is the love.
But who knew that Mr. Qin, who was in charge of the Thirteen Waterways of Jinling, would prostrate himself under the pomegranate skirt of a little actor? Even though he offered it with a sincere heart, he was not at all flattering. But who can say clearly about love? The closer we get, the more blurry it becomes.
It's just that such emotions will eventually be lost in the long river of history, either shining brightly or disappearing.
Intention: Love and hatred between family and country, small things of villains blend into big things of adults