The clash of blades and halberds blends with the hoarse notes of strings and pipes.
Who took you to watch the slaughter beyond the city walls?
Blood stains the white gauze of seven layers of silk.
The enemy is at the gates, yet six armies hold their fire.
Who knew that when we met again, we'd have nothing left to say, with life and death between us?
Back then, we wound the red thread around us a thousand times.
One thought gone awry, and I became someone else's bride.
Whose old scar is that?
Trample this grand spectacle of fireworks beneath your feet.
The painting of a kingdom stained with blood,
How could it rival the cinnabar between your brows?
Even if the world is overturned,
In the end, it was all just a fleeting splendor.
Peach blossoms dyed with blood,
I only want to see you again, tears falling like rain.
Hear the blades and swords fall silent,
As the towering pavilion crumbles, barely standing.
They say your fate is bound to love and beauty for a lifetime.
Who cast that divination for you?
Most flawless of all, your elegance is genuine.
But in the end, that divination
Brought the whole world crashing down for you.
The bright moon lights the farthest reaches of the world.
Who, in the end, obtained the reeds by the water?
The kingdom cries out beneath warhorses.
In my arms, a silent clamor.
The wind sweeps through, and the world turns bleak.
When your beauty has faded, you will rule all beneath heaven.
Climb the nine-tiered pagoda
And watch the shooting stars streak across the night.
To be continued...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
