The Ice Heart of the God of War Alliance Melts

The cold solemnity of the empty palace. The waxing moon plays the Qingge before dying Who sees the smoke of sorrow, the gold cup and the jade cup? But no one sighs at the rusty sword Old friends from the past are hard to find and only miss you Whisk sweeps across space Who is here to read the feeling of loneliness and endless nostalgia? Life and death are destined to vanish into thin air Thinking about the past, yesterday was lonely and sunny And the bamboo stick I once promised Empty palace, cold** The waxing moon plays the Qingge before dying Who sees the smoke of sorrow, the gold cup and the jade cup? But no one sighs at the rusty sword Old friends from the past are hard to find and only miss you Whisk sweeps across space Who is here to read the feeling of loneliness and endless nostalgia? Life and death are destined to vanish into thin air Thinking about the past, yesterday was lonely and sunny And once... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.