That year, he loved her to the core and soul, but she fell hopelessly in love with the young general who returned from the expedition, and he was just a frail scholar holding a sage's book in his hand. That day, she had a phoenix crown and a beautiful robe, and her makeup was ten miles away; that day, he was named on the gold medal list and became the top scholar in high school; that day, she was happily married with flowers and candles in the bridal chamber; that day, he was so drunk that life was worse than death.
With tears streaming down her face, she murmured softly, "If there is an afterlife, I will never let you down." How could he, who was familiar with the books of sages, not know that the promise of the next life was the next life? Not him, not her.
That year, the entire Huo family was imprisoned and Ling Chi beheaded; that year, he remonstrated in the Golden Palace and exchanged his life for his life; that year, on the execution ground, she hit a stone pillar to death; that year, Yanhui Pass was broken, and he lost his left hand; that year, in that year, he killed the king in the Golden Palace and lost his literary character, just for the righteousness in his heart and his own wishful thinking...
Intention: People suffer from three thousand diseases of birth and old age, only lovesickness cannot cure them