The clearest image that swept into her mind was her mother and brother lying in pools of blood.
The flash of blood and the sound of screams were the most heartrending sounds of this age. She was a princess of the Western Jin dynasty, yet was worth less than the lowliest servant. She clung to life in this world for the sake of one humble hope.
He was the lowliest hostage prince of the Xiongnu, living in Luoyang. Yet one day he would don the imperial robes and ascend to a position watched by all under heaven.
The flames of the War of the Eight Princes spread across the Central Plains. The Western Jin dynasty, battered by wind and rain, finally reached the brink of collapse.
Which could save this troubled world: the White Tiger Tally or the Zouyu Banner? When the country fell, could the lovers reunite? Luoyang was breached, and at the southern ferry, fate drove them apart. When they returned to their homeland, only the flames of hatred remained, burying all reason. Life could be joyful, and parting could be met with drunken abandon.
In her dreams, swords flashed and danced. All the comfort and warmth she had ever relied on were no more than a fleeting illusion.
Midnight songs of Wu, love and parting in a troubled age, sorrow stretching to the ends of the earth.
It's really good-looking, and the ending is very sad. I hope there will be a good ending in my heart, but the author's views are very upright, so I support the author's ending. I hope Liu Cong and A-Xiu will live happily in parallel time and space. It will not be easy for these miserable couple.
Who says he has a bad fate? Come and see Princess Qinghe! The writing is delicate and it is a rare good book. However, not many people have read it. There are some individual typographical errors. It is worth recommending.
The heroine deserves to be a princess of a country. She is not a love-minded person. The ending is satisfactory. Liu Cong is indeed not worthy of Ah Xiu. The author writes Ah Xiu very well. I like it very much.