Wan Xin

During her high school year, she accidentally traveled through time. I met him that day, and my heart has been filled with bitterness ever since. Is it a blessing or a misfortune? A woman with a smile as bright as a spring mountain, a ruthless and indifferent emperor, a royal conspiracy, a bloody rivers and lakes struggle, compose a song of love in a troubled world. The dusk rain in Xiaoxiao paints the thoughts of you, and the light pen and ink expresses the sorrow of separation. The long hair wraps around your heart, the wild geese are flying in the snow, the ripples of the autumn leaves are sad, the heart is as light as the waves, the red silk dances, remembering each other, don't wait for everything to become a sorrow. I'm busy with school, so I'll update once a week at the latest