If I had known that I would come to this strange dynasty by accident, if I had known that there was an eighth brother who was similar to him, a rebellious thirteenth brother, and an ambitious fourteenth brother, if I had known that everything here was just a cloud of the past...
I will not linger in this dimly lit time and space, waiting for high-sounding love.
If you hurt yourself, you will also hurt others.
When the songs of Xiao are gone and the hibiscus fragrance drifts away, will these quicksand-like years send me back to my world?
If so, I would rather not love anymore.