After six hundred years of heavenly marriage, Zhuo Hua burned the marriage certificate at the Yaochi feast, and said with a smile to Xie Lin, the God of War, "We owe each other nothing."
She thought he was cutting off shackles, but she didn't know that he turned around and smashed the Samsara Mirror into pieces. At the cost of his soul being destroyed, he vowed to return to the time before he met her and give her her freedom.
However, at the moment when the rift in time and space swallowed him up, she chased him barefoot and fell into the torrent of cause and effect together with him.
In the first life, she was an embroiderer in troubled times, and he was a down-and-out scholar. With the flames of war in the sky, he finally put on his armor and marched north, leaving only the oath of "wait for me" and the blood-stained uniforms on the ground.
In the second life, she was an ancient pine on the edge of the cliff, and he was a plum seedling in the cracks of the stone. After a hundred years of wind and snow, she exchanged half of her withered glory for him to bloom; only when she withered did he awaken his memory and watch for reunion in endless loneliness.
In the third life, they are like mayflies on the stream, living and dying. Flying together for a day, sacrificing their lives to protect each other under the sharp beaks of birds, snuggling together in the dusk to die together, but at the moment when the souls dissipate, the silent soul-locking contract is awakened——
It turns out that all disasters are baptisms, and all separations are reunions.
When they returned hand in hand on the banks of the Forget River, the eternal contract of pine, plum and mayfly was imprinted on their wrists.
This time, she didn't want the rules of heaven, so he took off his silver armor.
She wanted three matchmakers and six betrothals, and hosted a banquet for the three realms, letting everyone see that the most wanton ghost king in the Netherworld Division was the willing wife of the God of War of the Nine Heavens.
From then on, as evidenced by the Three Realms, flowers bloomed all over the other shore.
I owed you freedom before, but now I will accompany you, unrestrained, until the end of time.
