"My love for you is love!"
"Third brother, Fang'er too."
"Fang'er, if you can endure loneliness, you will enjoy the long term."
Third brother, you are Emperor Ren, and I am Queen Ren.
In the darkness before dawn, we walked through each other hand in hand, knowing the outcome, but still hugging each other like moths to a flame. For you and me, is it calamity or destiny?
If you don't know lovesickness in your life, you will love lovesickness, and it will harm lovesickness. Third brother, if I work hard for the rest of my life, can I enjoy your happiness today?
(Although it is a clear story, I respect the background of the time and just hope to use the clear story to make up for the unhappy ending)