The high walls of the deep palace cannot lock the ardent sincerity, and the feudal ethics cannot trap the deep love that defies heaven.
Prince Xie Chengyuan's eyes were scarlet and he hugged Zhou Shi'an: "I understand, I liked you from the first moment I saw you. The only one I like and love is you. I won't run away. Even if you are a man, I still like you. Don't leave, Shi'an..."
Zhou Shi'an lay weakly in Xie Chengyuan's arms, raising his hand to touch his face, as if to impress his appearance deeply in his mind: "Forget me, A-Yuan, you are still young, don't stick to me. I am very happy that you can tell me this, and I really want to be with you, but... It's too late, A-Yuan..."
Zhou Shi'an's hands dropped weakly, leaving only Xie Chengyuan's heart-wrenching cry.
Intention: Love what I love
