The Genius Little Po

Three thousand years ago, in the Tianning kingdom.,Han Yunxi woke up dazed from the palanquin, hearing a joyous atmosphere all around with the sound of gongs and drums echoing incessantly. But before her eyes, there was only darkness.,The flower palanquin swayed back and forth, making Han Yunxi's head ache. At this moment, strange memories also surged into her mind piece by piece.。