The March fluttering, whose love is missing?
The flowers are blooming in June, and the glass is shining brightly again.
On the Double Ninth Festival in September, horses' hooves clatter and people hiss.
Ruixue in the twelfth lunar month, between you and me, we can no longer go back.
Yan Zhizhu - the last king of Dali. He accidentally saved a seriously injured person, but that person depended on him for the rest of his life. "Chu Che, what I regret most in my life is saving you and then letting you go." In four years, he lost his self-esteem, self-love, family and friends.
"Chu Zhe, you are right, we just hate each other."
"Chu Zhe, we can't go back. Please let me go."
The cold and yandere emperor × the gentle and soft-hearted young man
Even if you can do this, it's really hopeless.