Mo Jie Dongfeng

One is the hatred of the country and the family, the other is the love and relationship; One has the dark fragrance of plum blossoms, the other has the bright fragrance of roses; A desire left behind by generations, a pair of twin sisters with very different personalities. Two enemies destined from birth. In the chaotic world, it has nothing to do with the family, the country, the world, the country, the common people, or the wind, frost and rain under the moon before the flowers. Machiavellianism, greed, love... No one has ever restricted anyone. In the beginning, human nature is good, but there are too many dazzling things and too many accumulated things. Don't ask about love, just relieve the wind. The winter snow falls and buries the pure flowers; After spring, the wild geese sing loudly.