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There is a city in my heart where unknown people are buried. Endless prosperity, half of the city is filled with smoke and sand. She is Hua Linglong, Linglong with exquisite faces. He is Rong Ye, the bright and bright Ye. A pair of plain hands, a prodigy in perfumery and medicine, reborn in another world. Since she broke into it single-handedly, of course she must live out all the possibilities that belong to her. The son of a highly meritorious minister, who had been seriously ill for eight years, was born and was recommended as the regent of the current dynasty. Of course, he had to do whatever he wanted without being bound by the rules of this world. "The palm of your hand is boundless, and a moment contains eternal calamity." "In this life, I don't believe in affection or love, but I only believe in your love." "To love, or not to love, there is no trying." Looking for the past in the begonia flowers, the intoxicating moments are everywhere. Still water flows with deep love without words. May the years never look back and move forward with you and wine. An informal one-sentence synopsis: This is a serious story in which the female protagonist is responsible for leveling up and fighting monsters along the way, and the male protagonist is responsible for being as beautiful as a flower, making money to support the family, and killing people with swords and finishing them off without dying.