Sober from wine, I lean not on the railing, lest dreams and souls fade; cold fragrance falls among snow-covered mountains.
I gaze into the frigid night, where remnants of clouds turn blue; I look back at green bamboo, rippling like autumn waters.
Moonlight shines on parasol trees where phoenixes roost; raising my cup, I sigh, and neither of us speaks.
Withered grass droops beneath the dusk's mist and rain; outside the Hall of Eternal Life, sand fills the sky.
The phantom image of a jade palace haunts my thoughts; a fine drizzle falls, and tears stain a beauty's face.
The sunset dyes her tearstains; love has already departed. Who will pity this heart, broken to its core?
Shooting stars leave their regrets at the edge of the heavens; flowering trees lie buried atop a hundred frost-covered peaks.
The road through the martial world ends, and silken gauze is torn; hatred lingers deep within the Purple Flower Pavilion.
The mist disperses, revealing a true face; her lovely figure, worn and weary, leans against the pavilion rail.
The konghou lies locked away, its jade notes silenced; how many years until we return to the mortal world?
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The article is very nice, but it's so confusing. Although I know it's Feifei, I always feel like Zixuan is like a third party interfering with Shen Fei orz
I remember in the TV series Shen Lang fell in love with Bai Feifei, and later fell in love with Zhu Qiqi. It can be said that after Bai Feifei died, Shen Lang felt more guilty towards Bai Feifei.
The author's writing style in both articles is very good, and the martial arts is very flavorful.
I'm the only one watching, so lonely
Zixuan--Bai Feifei, looks the same, but his soul falls on her again,
Is Bai Feifei still alive? Or pretend not to know
A brand new story, the writing is so good, I must leave a message
It seems that the author did not serialize it day by day, but stuck it out all at once, so it is a pity that there are so few readers!
After looking for it for a long time, I finally found the full version.
Well. . . It would be great if the family of three could recognize each other. . .