Sakura Festival

Name: Sakura Festival
Author: Jiang Shanmou

by Jiang Shanmou

completed Ancient Romance Palace Intrigue Female Lead

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245Kwords210chapters

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Ch. 210 — In Fact, I Know I Won't Live Long (2)

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About This Novel

In the first life, I wanted to help you become an immortal, but I had no choice but to fall into the devil's path, leading to chaos in the five realms. This calamity was my fault, but I was unwilling to admit defeat easily, and the disaster would flow into the ancient war. In the second life, my road to hell is waiting for you, but I have no choice. I lost my life, I passed you by, and I ended up bearing your deep love for the rest of my life. From now on, we are separated from each other. In the third life, when the beauty appears under the cherry blossom forest, I only wish to give my heart to you, to protect you in this life, but I went against the way of heaven. Living in a fantasy world, entering the devil's path again, losing one's original intention, and finally reborn in a battle of right and wrong. Gods and demons confront each other. Either you die or I die. But... Fortunately, I will give it all back to you in this life. If you fail me in two lives, my heart will never die. The Eye of Samsara restarts, and the five realms return to peace. I have overestimated my capabilities. The damaged magic whip has been lost, the measureless ruler has been broken, the fallen jade sheng has been broken, the jade pendant and the sheng have been combined, and the origin and destiny are destroyed. What I owe you will eventually be repaid, and the fate between you and me will end here. I have been deceived like this for three lives, and I have finally turned into a pile of loess: snow in the pile, people under the umbrella; the sound outside the flute, the rhyme inside the piano; two cherry blossoms, with petals between the eyebrows; long sleeves with tassels, and hairpins in the shadow; the red candle tears are gone, and the bead curtain is swaying; the wind blows through the hall, saying goodbye to my son; the cherry blossoms are sacrificed, and all the blossoms fall; in the next life, I will promise you a pair for the rest of your life, and the yellow spring will always be with you.