Ninth Reincarnation Emperor Yao Lian

Nine lives of reincarnation, nine lives of entanglement; the flowers on the other side are blooming and the leaves are all over the sky, and it is difficult to break the love in the Forgotten River. It seems that these stars are not last night, for whom the wind and dew set the midnight sun. If they were exposed to the snow together, they would be together for the rest of their lives. If I had known that it would be so disturbing to people's hearts, why would I not have known each other in the first place? From then on, I had no intention of loving the good night and let him go down to the west tower under the bright moon. In the end, it was Zhuang Zhou who failed the butterfly. You were both a gift and a calamity. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. My heart has always been that of a spectator, but I am a human being in the play. How deep is the love? The sunset in the deep mountains and the deep autumn rain. You were born before I was born, but I was old when I was born to you; you hated me for being born late, but I hated you for being born early. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.