How many people can one person fall in love with in a lifetime?
They say that each cinnabar mole on a beautiful face marks someone etched into the heart with one's very lifeblood!
She touched the two faintly visible crimson spots at the corner of her brow, and a savage pain twisted in her heart!
She was a lotus bud just beginning to bloom.
"What gives rise to fate? What is love? What is the reason for loving? The infatuated cling to their obsessions! The wise let them go! The beautiful make them whole!"
The prince who was always taking the blame and getting caught in the crossfire,
He said: "Yu Chen's heart worries for you, but yearns for her!"
He said: "Between lovers, there is either love or hate, and the difference is plain to see. But how could one bring oneself to hate one's own flesh and blood?!"
He said: "Yu Chen's heart can be among thorns, in the wilderness, or across the four seas. It just doesn't want to be in this golden-carved cage!"
The prince who delighted in a carefree, amorous life,
He asked: "The lotus blooms with a smile, its rippling gaze inviting conjecture. Fu'er, do you love too little, or have you been hurt too deeply?!"
He said: "If you never possessed it, how can you speak of losing it?! Even if the splendor fades and nothing remains, even if tears lie hidden behind a smile, I would still go to you! Ling Ning would rather be condemned by a thousand than fade into obscurity!"
The cold and proud tycoon of peerless beauty,
He asked, "How will you repay me?!"
The capricious young lord of Haicheng,
He said: "If so, then Beiyue and I are fated not to walk the road ahead together. Miss, I wish you the best of luck!"
"What difference does it make whether you regret it or not? Someone is already racking their brains to scheme and manipulate people's hearts."
"You should know I don't have that kind of heart!"
"Come with me. I'll take you away!"
The serene and unhurried young master Han Xiao,
He recited: "A Fu owes him another one!"
"Is this how A Fu repays Han Xiao?!"
"I thought A Zi would be different from ordinary women. Who would have guessed her thoughts were so shallow?"
"Are you hurt?! Why be so clever and sensitive?"
"Mere mortals cling to things, and love is an illusion! Little sister, do you want to follow their example?"
The mysterious, silent, masked swordsman.
The only thing he ever said was: "Let go!"
When the glittering splendor faded, how much sincerity and how much scheming lay behind the fragile feelings of those who once said they loved?
When all the adornments were washed away, how much restraint and heartbreak lay behind the devotion of those who hurt each other?
Where will that drifting flower fall?
In the mortal world, fate brought him and her together from the moment they were born!
She once thought that one lifetime was all they would have!
Why, then, did he turn as cold as ice, so distant and unreachable?
Amid the vast sea of people, he and she met by chance, and came to cherish each other by chance!
She once thought that fleeting moment would last a lifetime!
Why, then, did he become cruel and strange, wielding power and schemes?
Who cast aside three lifetimes of fireworks for her, only to receive a lifetime of confusion in return,
losing his heart and his way!
Was it her hibiscus-like blossom that seemed to promise love, or was he too heartless, like an autumn wind sweeping the leaves away!
Does her heart belong to Qin today and Chu tomorrow?
Who will keep her company in this mortal world and watch its splendor unfold?
Who will share a free and untroubled life with him through the finest years?
P.S. I wonder if the author's head has ever been caught in a door. To all you dashing, debonair, graceful and gorgeous, rare treasures, who arrived like a spring breeze overnight, with pear blossoms weighing down the crabapple tree {a light-year's worth of praise omitted here}... brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts, younger sisters, younger brothers, cousins {there's only so much room on the page}, readers, please do me the honor of taking a look~~!
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