In the year when Qin Yan started a rebellion, I followed him, and the war was going on all the way.
In the end, I became ill due to overwork and the root cause of the disease.
Qin Yangui is the king of a country, he has countless new and old loves, and there is no place for me in his eyes.
As I was dying, I finally discovered his secret.
I find it a bit absurd and a bit sad.
"Ayan," I asked him, "are you tired?"
"I'm exhausted every day. But when I think of you, I feel like I can survive."
Intention: Never separate when we grow old