“The sun journeys on, the moon shifts, and their light shines upon the earth. Mount Luo rises of its own accord, and only then will the chaos of the age come to an end.”
With the Imperial Preceptor's sixteen-character prophecy, Princess Xuanzhen of Guanghua suddenly became an orphan beneath the plum trees of Mount Luo. The wheel of fate turned in a new direction.
“The Chosen Daughter of Heaven”: the words became a prophecy fulfilled. Luojia of Mount Luo, Guanghua bright as dawn: thirteen years together, then parted in a single night. Let the stars bear witness, my heart will not change. Whatever Heaven's will may be, you say Fuxi means the dawn's first light, but I know only that I am your Fuxi. I wish for one kiss to last a thousand years.
Beneath Mount Luo, ten miles of plum blossoms cannot match the smile you gave me when we first met. Beneath Mount Luo, you and I were fated to drift farther and farther apart. I descended the mountain to become empress, to put down rebellions, execute corrupt ministers, abolish the vassal system, and establish the Wenyuan Pavilion. I did it for the people of the realm, never for myself.
When I suddenly looked back, you were nowhere to be found in the fading lights, only a figure with a familiar silhouette. Sang Ziyu, I only wish your heart were like mine. By your side, I have no regrets. I wish to see all the world's splendor with you and share a realm as beautiful as a painting. We travel through four kingdoms side by side, solving cases of kidnapping, flower-picking, jade theft, treason, bloody murder, and a plot by the Eastern Isles.
I wanted to face the sea with you and welcome spring's warmth and blooming flowers. But you came from the sea, and in the end, you returned to it. We parted one night, and I never heard from you again. Perhaps it was Heaven's will. In the end, all we could share was a carefree stretch of time, not a lifetime together. Atop Mount Luo, I saw Luojia again, but it was for you, Sang Ziyu. Five years may not be longer than thirteen, but love makes anything possible.
“Through life and death, we made our vow; I took your hand, and we would grow old together.” That is the most beautiful dream. I only wish to share one life with you, just the two of us, and when the world is at peace, quietly watch the years go by at your side.
