Qinglian of Red Mansion

Fairy Jiangzhu spent her life's tears to repay the kindness of Shenying's waiter, thus achieving the rank of Shenying's waiter in the immortal class. Emperor Ziwei: Dreaming! Ruined the opportunity that Little Lotus had only had for thousands of years to transform, and still wanted to step on other fairies and rank in the immortal class, dreaming! ! Dream! ! ! Let's settle this cause and effect first. Emperor Ziwei waved his hand and stopped the crimson grass that wanted to go down to the lower realm, replacing it with the ancient lotus. The Lin family's Xiaoge Green Daiyu is no longer a purple grass. You can go back to where you came from with the broken stones. Girl, I don't owe you any tears! It's okay, don't come close! Brother Ninth: Is this my rebirth? Or rebirth? Or rebirth? Well, this is not only rebirth, but also the words of Emperor Ziwei... Jia's broken stone, if you come closer again, I will kick you to death! ! Lin Han: Is this a magical time travel? This red building can't be any more crooked! There is no Red Mansion with cinnabar, and there is no Kangxi Dynasty with Kowloon seizing the heir. Some are just the love between two people that they have been waiting for for thousands of years, waiting for for thousands of years.