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"When you enter my lovesickness gate, you will know that my lovesickness is painful. Long lovesickness brings long memories, short lovesickness brings endless ends." - Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" I originally thought that the soul-stirring past events of the Western Han Dynasty were an unforgettable dream of the Western Han Dynasty, but when I woke up, it was like a dream. January is a Shanghai girl in the 21st century. Her mother passed away. She went to Xi'an with her mother's belongings and her mother's unfulfilled wishes. Everything happened as it was destined to do. During the period of Emperor Wu of the Western Han Dynasty, Chang'an, the capital of Kyoto, was prosperous and prosperous. In addition to the common people of the Western Han Dynasty, there were also envoys and tourists from other countries. This is a prosperous era. January travels through time and space to Chang'an two thousand years ago. Here, she is the singer of the Peony Orchestra and the new leader of the Peony Orchestra. Here, she is the confidante of Hussar General Huo Qubing, and the sister of Madam Li, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. Here, she is a descendant of the Jiang family and a noble Xue Huo'er of the God Clan. In fact, she is just Jiang Yiyue, Huo Qubing's beloved woman, and the destined person who Lu Qingshi silently accompanies.

The heavy rain started at two o'clock in the afternoon and continued until late at night. It's a good day to sleep. When Wang Lin woke up, it was already eight o'clock. He hurriedly wiped his face and went straight to the restaurant. The restaurant is on the ground floor of the hotel, and the door is closed. Qi Weiwei and Aunt Qi, who are usually busy there, are nowhere to be seen. "Have you already finished eating and packed up?" Wang Lin denied this idea as soon as it came up. It couldn't be so fast. Besides, the door to the restaurant was never locked during the day. Wang Lin walked inside and saw the door of a room wide open. He stepped in and his eyes widened: a woman was lying face down on the ground, motionless, with blood everywhere around her. The blood was dark purple and had obviously been solidified for a long time.

Through beautiful, sentimental and smart language, the author draws out the youthful feelings that are green, crystal clear and faintly fragrant.