The confusion of life experience, grievances and hatreds has abandoned the mountains and rivers where they care about each other, leaving only the longing for each other in the rivers and lakes.
Many years later, far away from the mountain where the sad song lies.
"It's snowing tonight, can you have a drink?"
…
She is such a woman.
Innocence is the nature, intelligence is the nature. Bloodthirst is compulsive, kindness is human nature.
She is destined not to belong to the boudoir of the palace wall, nor to the common people in the world.
She was just a lone shadow under the bloody wind.
The peach forest faded away, leaving the past life unchanged, leaving only the apricot red gown under the moon and the charming face in the middle of the moon.
What a man he is.
Honor and disgrace have nothing to do with him, and the country is in his hands.
He doesn't hurt people, he only kills.
You say he has no ambitions, Ye Ling's dark palace is in turmoil, and the color of the evil spirits has changed.
You say he is cold and ruthless, he can bear all the people in the world, but he cannot tolerate a drop of tear from his moon-like face.
The sun sets over the long river and the lonely smoke spreads across the desert. The empty mountain is full of moonlight, turning back to Sichuan.
Where can we meet again in the end of the world...