When the Emperor of Qin went on a hunting tour, all the people knelt down to welcome him. But I raised my head and looked directly at Tianyan, because I recognized him - my fiancé who was buried by my own hands three years ago. When the imperial guard's blade was at his throat, he chuckled lazily: "This woman is brave enough to bring her back to the palace." Late at night, he pinched my chin and forced me in front of the mirror: "Did you see it? These mountains, rivers and lonely people are the ghosts you burned with paper money." It wasn't until I dug out the corpse with the same appearance as mine deep in the imperial mausoleum that I was shocked to realize the truth that he kept me alive...
Intention: Mountains and rivers fall into dreams, and the world is just right