As his voice fell, his fingertips moved. Soothing and melodious zither music leisurely drifted out from the open window. Like snowflakes...

They saw that the person who came down from the carriage had black hair like ink that was casually tied behind his head. He did not seem...

Time passed as days blurred into one. On the Lofty Mountain, Qi Mingyue followed Chu Yu to learn the method of Tianyin. Autumn and winter...