The sound of horse hoofbeats rose and fell, and the glory of the Jiang family came to an end. As the only daughter of the Jiang family, my grandfather arranged for me to join Wangyue Pavilion and become one of the singers in order to avoid being exposed.
There, I spent the most confusing time in my life, but I also met someone who was willing to help me clear the fog.
The man stood as tall as a orchid orchid tree, and smiled like a bright moon in his arms.
Like a snowflake, beautiful but fragile, but I saw in it the brilliant soul of human beings who are unyielding in the face of the loss of life.
He is like a flying bird, yearning for every inch of the mountains and wilderness in the world.
And I am willing to fall into this trap and accompany him through this day and night.
Intention: Go boldly into the world.