Drunk in the Red Mansion: Who Dares to Touch My Daiyu?

A dream in the Red Mansion is like a thousand years, and the imperial city is deeply wrapped in green silk. I thought: She is the most intelligent piece of jade in the world, poetic and picturesque, unique and proud of the world. Unexpectedly: the wind sword and frost sword forced her to face the abyss of the Nine Dragons' struggle to seize her son, which was complicated and treacherous, and she was walking on thin ice. Who could have imagined that the road to power will never end, and the desire to climb the dragon and the phoenix is ​​unpredictable. The world is cold and warm, and there is nothing she can do about it, which makes her heart as cold as ice. She is so infatuated with love that they grow old together holding hands, which makes her passionate. I am disdainful of the secular world and persistent in love. Nothing in the world bothers me. Who tied up all the black hair on my head? Who held up my wandering love? A ray of flower soul, a ray of soft rhyme, I am destined to: In this gradually declining wealthy family, in this domineering power that dominates the world, I sink deeply.