According to legend, Xingwang, the third princess of the Northern Shark Tribe, was born with good muscles and was expected by everyone to be the woman who would ascend to the nine heavens and gain eternal life.
According to legend, Dou Su Chenxuan of the Nine Heavens was the most proud disciple of Mr. Xuanwu, but he had a cold heart and rested in the Zhuqing Hall all year round, ignoring worldly affairs.
As time goes by, fate brings them together, but it may not promise a happy ending.
The rows of maple poplar leaves on the shore of Shenchi Lake turned from green to yellow and fell one after another. He lay on a maple tree and took a nap, his black hair spreading down.
The autumn breeze blows, and the moon-white bamboo-patterned robes gently sway in the wind, making a rustling sound.
She asked him: "Who are you?"
His clear eyes reflected her peerless appearance, and his usually indifferent voice was rarely mixed with a hint of endearment and playfulness: "Xuan Yi, Bisu Xuanyi."
Many years later, after experiencing all kinds of things, she squatted on a rock, looking at the vast sky and tracing back to the past. He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, and sighed: "Love or not love, there are two kinds of love. Life comes and goes, but the fate is endless."