The Legend of Qin: A Lovely Dream Like a Clear Spring

The curtain lifts gently, and a figure in blue comes into view. Across waterside pavilions and layers of shifting light, the bonds that entangle them through a lifetime still cannot be undone. A smile in her eyes, tears in every note. When the song of bitterness and sorrow ends, the past is like a dream, yet the desolation of parting at the end of the melody still goes on. The cold plum blossoms of February stand proudly, while the woman falls among the flowers. In this vast mortal world, what more is there to ask for? Tender and devoted, caring in every way. Is this how far your love goes, or an intricate game of chess you laid out for me? Who, in the end, holds the wheel of fate? What are we struggling and fighting for? After a thousand years, it is all no more than a wistful tale hidden in the pages of a yellowing history book. This is Zhang Liang's BG story. This is Xia Xuan's first fanfic. I hope you'll show it lots of support. Rolling around and acting cute for comments, please add it to your collection Theme: