Tenderness is like water, and a lovely night is like a dream. How can I bear to look back at the magpie bridge and the road home?
“Li Mochen, please let me go,” I begged.
Li Mochen is just one step away from the throne of the Eastern Palace, while I have become the daughter of a disgraced minister, longing only to travel a thousand miles back to my hometown.
Clouds weave their patterns, shooting stars carry their sorrow, and the Milky Way stretches far as lovers meet in secret.
Before Xiaoxi died, she left me not a single word... In her courtyard at Zewu Palace, I planted a loquat tree with my own hands. By the tenth year after her death, it had grown tall and spread its canopy wide. At the Moon Gazing Terrace, I took in a concubine, solely because her eyes and brows looked so much like Xiaoxi’s.
Come on, the male protagonist from the female protagonist's perspective is really not worthy of love. I really want to watch the male protagonist's perspective quickly. It's so good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's so emo. After watching the heroine's perspective, I really feel emo. The hero and heroine are destined to be inseparable. They are in love with each other but not at the same time. It's really uncomfortable and emo.
This male protagonist, well, what should I say? I can only say that he deserves to be named Li [awkward laugh][awkward laugh][awkward laugh]
I hope the heroine is still alive