Your Majesty Has Arrived: Emperor Ji, Please Be Reserved.

In the early spring of that year, when peach blossoms were flying all over the place, eighteen-year-old Qingqing met him. As beautiful as an immortal, he played the guqin gracefully and calmly. At that moment, she was so confused that she didn't know whether she was obsessed with peach blossoms or people. He believed in love for Qingqing, which destined them to be entangled for life. Under the peach blossom tree, his song of mourning missed Qingqing.