The flowing fireflies illuminate the wind,
Brightness and extinction within a foot
Sleeping in the wilderness leaning on the sword,
Glimmer reflects the cold sky
The life of a humble girl struggling in the old paradise and the ruined empire
In the turbulent Dajing, she was born in suffering and left with hope
If I hadn't brought her back, I don't know how fate would have arranged it.
The sun in the distant sky is still not showing its favor, and the gray sky is like the dust of the past. It arbitrarily decides for the sky god to bury the shady methods and conspiracy, and the clouds and rain wash away the blood stains and fishy smell. Water drops slapped on the umbrella Fang Xing held back, without any sign of diminishing his posture.
Even if the old books are left behind and the old people pass away, the blood stains stamped into the cracks of the bluestone will never be let go.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
