Jinglin Doesn't Know Qingxin's Face

If you don't recognize the old people, you will mislead the new people. The ruthless people are always disturbed by sentimentality. After a mutiny, Shen Qingxin's family was ruined, and she hunkered down in a brothel to survive; after a graceful dance, Shen Qingxin had her hair wrapped around her head; after eight years of gambling, she succeeded in one night; after a song tore apart, Shen Qingxin gave up on love; hundreds of miles away from the eastern suburbs, there was a beauty named Ah Qing; A tower of jasper, Xu Jinglin settled in his heart, eight years of lovesickness, like a refreshing breeze; a premeditated conspiracy, Xu Jinglin was willing to enter the game, the past and present are difficult to distinguish; a sharp sword, Xu Jinglin buried his eternal name, fame and glory, and changed his fate. No matter how dark the mood, there is always a gleam of light that accompanies our growth; no matter how gray the life, there is always a little color that highlights our desolation; to the white moonlight hidden deep in our hearts.