"If we hadn't met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai."
Unexpectedly, the first meeting and reunion between her and her were never at the top of the jade mountain and under the moonlight of the Yaotai.
The startling glance at the alley in early spring, the foolish dream in the lonely palace, these are them.
Yan Xiaoyan's hidden acumen, drinking the poisonous wine in her retreating back, it was them too.
The harem is infatuated, unruly, and a spoiled concubine.
Intention: Shen Gong Lily, life and death