Yishu yuan seemed to be immersed in the realm of The Peach Blossom Spring, his voice clear and powerful.,Yishu Yuan was currently brewing emotions. The old man rowing thought he had finished reading and couldn't help but chime in.,But before his eyes was a forest interspersed with lingering snow. The setting sun illuminated the river valley, like an uninhabited desolate mountain and ancient forest, making Yi Shuyuan's heart colder than ice water.。