A blind man who can see and ten mutes who can talk appear once every year on the eleventh day of the first lunar month, and then disappear without a trace.
Qinghe's piano skills are superb, but no matter whether she is a member of the imperial family or a disciple of a wealthy family, no matter how much money she spends, she can't get a piece of her music. If you want to listen to her music, you can only wait until the eleventh day of the first lunar month. On this day every year, she would appear in front of everyone, dressed in red, with red diamonds covering her eyes, and a bell tied to her ankle, and play a song.
The prince at that time was obsessed with her and just wanted to be closer to her. But the closer they got, the more they realized something was wrong. The ten people she takes with her every day seem to want to kill her. But she remained unmoved.
A heartbreaking past; a hateful misunderstanding; a group of loyal friends. Qinghe is not a demon, but a person who has lived for hundreds of years. She was the princess of the former dynasty and the wife of the feared Silver Moon Pavilion. She is a legend; she is salvation; she is a musical wizard who is rarely seen in thousands of years. She is everything but a monster.
"Qingqing!"
"Qingqing!"
"Qingqing!"
The dignified master of Silver Moon Pavilion turned into a little puppy?
Si Sheng said: "Even if she hates me, as long as she is happy. If she lives, you can live with her."
Qinghe said, "I believe in him and love him. In the end, I misjudged him after all. It's better to be blind."
Immortality is not a blessing, but a punishment.
Intention: We can bear all the pain, but we cannot accept boundless loneliness