There Are Autumn Graves in the Mountains, but There Are No Old People.

The youngest daughter of a powerful prince's family, and the eldest son of the richest family in the country, experienced a series of bizarre things, including conspiracies and calculations, from looking at each other and hating each other, to coming together. Zhuo Yizhi, who was penniless, entered the ancient tomb. While sighing at the richness of the burial objects, he finally realized that money should be spent. Liu Ling only glanced at the gift he bought at a high price. Her sweet words made her mouth go dry, but she also acted very calm. "I've heard these words from my brothers a lot, how do you want me to react?" The spoiled little devil, the tough-mouthed duck who had never suffered, was forced to go to the grave helplessly, "Are you afraid?" "I'm not afraid." "Then please let go of my hand." After finally saving his life, a few days later, Zhuo Yizhi approached the tomb robber and said, "Please, please take us down there again." The secret of your life experience, the enemies behind you, the hatred of the country and the family, the dangers of the world, and finally, how many of your old friends are still around you?