Peach Blossoms Are Evergreen

Who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going? Yan Changqing thought this way. She travels across mountains and rivers, across time and space, trying to touch the lost past in other people's stories. The years have changed, and I wrote a dialogue about the past. Probably because she has written too much about love and hatred, her eternal iron tree has finally bloomed, but it still has two flowers. He, the protector of the country, was as gentle as jade. He called himself an old friend, but he mentioned her with fondness in his eyes. "Your temperament is really like hers." Who is she. He was a high-spirited young man before his death, and a flying corpse that escaped from the ancient tomb a hundred years later. He was trained as a demon, was not good at words, escaped the three realms, was neither human nor ghost, and silently protected her. "Qingqing." He was the only one in the world who would call her that. When I want to pick up the past, how can I pick the peach blossoms? .