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He is an outstanding anti-drug policeman in modern times. During a mission, he accidentally traveled to ancient times and met the legitimate daughter of the general's divine doctor. He started his ancient life in the faint scent of herbs. Laughter and tears intertwined, conspiracy and warmth coexisted. In the end, the story about power and intrigue continued, but he was unwilling to be a person in the story anymore. With the love of his life, in the fragrance of herbs, another story about Tianyuan and her began.

The grain seedlings have been waiting for a snowfall, pure white and fluttering, covering up all the ugliness and unbearableness in the world. But she was born in Nanwu Country, where the four seasons are like spring, with only the rain that is about to stop, pattering, like a woman singing softly. She once climbed over towering mountains, waded through muddy swamps, and crossed the vast desert, eating the wind and drinking the dew, traveling day and night, just because someone once said to her: "When you come to Moling, I will take you to see the snow." She vaguely remembered that man's brows were clear and light, as gentle as jade. When he smiled, his eyes would curve into a beautiful crescent moon, and he would quietly fall asleep every lonely night. She thought that probably from the time she knocked him out with a stick in the City God's Temple when she was nine years old, their fates had been closely linked and could no longer be separated.

She approached him with a purpose, but slowly fell in love with him as she got to know him step by step. His unreserved trust moved her. They spent the best three years of their lives together, but in the end they were lost in the crowd for various reasons. The old time under the basketball hoop became the most precious and beautiful memories in their lives.

Luo Qing was an ordinary but happy girl in high school, but when she was about to take the college entrance examination, her father was suddenly diagnosed with terminal cancer. During the many moments when she couldn't hold on any longer, there were always many people who stood up to accompany her. There is love and friendship. There were tears and laughter, and the many people who had accompanied her were the brightest stars in her night sky.