He had been waiting for her for several lifetimes, but she didn't even recognize him. All she saw was his twin brother.
In the end, his relationship with her was a bad fate, and all he wanted was to accompany her to poverty and death.
In his last life, he had known Qingran for hundreds of years, but he had lost to Qingran in just a few months. In this life, she had to start over, but she could not form any relationship with him.
The Seven Realms were in turmoil, and he desperately looked for her, but the last thing he saw was the jade-colored afterimage on Qingran's hand piercing the bright red.
She was wiped out in ashes, but he couldn't even avenge her. He didn't believe in the whereabouts of Zhong Yaoshi's soul. She was undead and the seven realms were uneasy. He only knew that he loved her for several lifetimes. He heard that the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the Southern Wilderness were connected to the underworld, and he might be able to find her soul before she cast herself at the Naihe Bridge. He didn't believe that she had vanished into ashes with the cold and wet wind in the Southern Wilderness.
Thousands of years later, at the Bishui Altar, when that familiar figure came into view again, he decided that even if he gave up everything for her, as long as she could stay by his side.
Thousands of years of love and hate, thousands of years of entanglement, all kinds of amorous feelings, between the eyes and brows, whatever she wants, he will give it to her. Whenever she wanted to cry or make trouble, he would accompany her...