[Classical / Reincarnation / Love and Hate / Marriage First, Love Later / Secret Identities / Past and Present Lives]
[Decisive, devoted emperor x aloof, noble princess of a fallen kingdom, committed to the greater good]
01
The Buddha said:
The Lotus Sutra says: "All sentient beings, since time without beginning, have continued to be born and die, all because they do not know their eternally abiding true mind, its pure and luminous nature, and instead rely on deluded thoughts. These thoughts are not true, and so there is transmigration."
This is the realm of three lives, beyond the six paths.
Those who carried deep regret because of another person refused to drink Meng Po's soup, and so the world of three lives came into being, offering a path to liberation.
02
Judgments of the Souls of Three Lives
Si Yuanzheng: Alone, he climbs high to gaze upon rivers and mountains, yet all he sees are flowing waters and fallen blossoms, the heavens and the mortal world.
Mi Yan: Spring rain troubles the heart; she wakes from a morning dream and gives her life for justice, leaving the nine provinces to mourn.
Si Fusu: The battlefield cannot ease his longing; he swings his halberd and banner, hating the pain of parting.
Chun Xi: Her jade-like face is lonely, tears run down her cheeks, like a pear blossom drenched in spring rain.
Yuan Ruyue: Autumn light from silver candles falls across half a painted screen; her black sword is cold, but her heart is tender.
Bu Yi: He wants to ask where the lone swan is headed, yet knows nothing of his own past, drifting on without a care.
03
The year the Jin Kingdom fell,
Mi Yan, princess of a kingdom, lost those dearest to her.
She swore a deadly oath before their graves: she would enter Jian'an City
and bring an end to the tyrannical emperor.
So she entered the palace under a secret identity, posing as a princess sent to marry for an alliance.
But she never expected
that Si Yuanzheng would be nothing like the tyrant of popular rumor.
Instead, he was gentle and attentive, considerate in every way, planting silk trees for her and making her soup.
Si Yuanzheng held her in the palm of his hand, treasuring her as his confidante and beloved,
until she pressed a sword to his throat.
He willingly closed his eyes and grasped the blade.
"Yan Yan, if this is what you want, my life is yours too."
"In this life, I don't ask you to remember me. I only ask that you kill me with your own hands."
04
The long street stretching ten li in Jian'an is lined with silk trees, also called albizia trees. In the year Yan Yan died, I planted them myself. They bloom by day and fall by night; when the flowers are visible, the leaves are not, and when the leaves are visible, the flowers are not. It seems everything has its own destiny.
This blurb was written in 2021.
Theme: Love can break through any hardship
