Who are we fighting for?
A slight smile breaks through the thousand-year barrier. You ask: If we go here, will there be an afterlife?
The traces of fallen leaves melt away the indifferent words... No one can hear them...
No one can escape fate, yes, how to escape?
The huge palace ruled the world just because of her smile; the years passed by and overturned this life just because of her frown...
She couldn't have her at first, but God played a joke and let them be the puppets of fate. Although she had no complaints, the king betrayed the world and stained the country with blood. He only asked to meet once...
How can the moon be traceless?
Under the moon in the East Palace, the silence of the years is scary. If we wait another thousand years, how can the traceless moon make the dead vines grow branches? The bright moon lights up the horizon, who gets Jian Jia in the end?
Okay, how long do you wait, how long do you dream? One hundred years? A thousand years?
Even if I wait another ten thousand years, I will take you away. Even if there is no end to time, I will never let you go in this life.
"Oh, so what if I win the world?" He smiled slightly, "If I didn't support each other with her, I would like to turn into a butterfly and protect this love..."
The army is approaching, but the two kings put their country on hold just because of a beautiful smile. It seems absurd, but they have no regrets...
That day, the bright moon was still without a trace...