The Dayuan Dynasty was prosperous and prosperous.
On Muyun Mountain, Xia Mu received an invitation to join the Poetry Collection Bureau. She resolutely bid farewell to her master Shao Zuo and set off for Chengdu, where she became a poetry collector who traveled far and wide in search of poetry.
However, what she never dreamed of was that here, she would actually meet the person who haunted her dreams.
Jiang Yao, the head of the poetry protection bureau, with an official rank of third rank, is a popular person next to the current Holy Lord Ming.
She knew that person was coming, but even though she had practiced reunion countless times, she still put on a cold mask in the end, covering up her thirteen years of desolation.
On the road to collecting poems, there are dangers everywhere.
When Jiang Yao drew his long sword beside Xia Mu and started using Qinggong, Xia Mu knew that this time, he might be in trouble.
Looking for clues in poetry, he took risks again and again. Looking at the injured Jiang Yao, Xia Mu couldn't help clenching his fists.
What is the truth behind the Poetry Collection Bureau?
The Dayuan Dynasty... Was it really prosperous?
This bureau is the "poetry collecting bureau" where they work, and it is also the "bureau within the bureau" in which they are trapped.
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Jiang Yao slowly touched Xia Mu's lips with his thumb, staring at her for a moment, then suddenly reached out and gently bit her earlobe, which was so red that it dripped blood. His teeth opened slightly and his voice was low: "We have formed a protective group, where else do you want to escape..."
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Intention: We have been separated for thirteen years and spent the rest of our lives together.
