The lingering fragrance enters the dream, we are on the same road as strangers.
In the winter of the 16th year of Jian'an, Xun Yu, who was then the minister in charge, died of illness in Shouchun at the age of fifty.
(Someone asked me why I didn't write the one next door, because in my mind it had already progressed to the extra chapter [Dog Head. Jpg])
Intention: The lingering fragrance enters the dream, and we are on the same road as strangers.