Library

In the huge hall, one could only hear the blurry years falling in the moonlight at the bottom of Taiye Pond. In the shadows, they were the daughter of an aristocratic family who arrived in Northern Xinjiang with a single shot that year, and the prince who watched the whole night from the lonely mountain in Nanhuai, yearning for this hustle and bustle in the world and peace all over the world.

Master of Biyue Tea House vs. Smart Little Princess of Northern Xinjiang