"Peach blossoms bloom in March and green grass springs. After the rain, I fall in love with the beautiful woman. Flowers fly all over the city and don't leave each other. When you are lonely, you can only cry heartbreak."
"Bring the sword." The guard next to her handed her the sword. Ruoxue walked down the stairs of the pavilion, took the sword and pointed it at the nearest peach tree in front of the pavilion and began to dance. Slowly, the sky was filled with peach blossom petals, and they fell one by one. Xuande was amazed. He walked out of the pavilion to take a look. He did not expect that this swordsmanship would produce such a beautiful scene. She thought of the story Ruoxue told him at that time. After listening to it, he replied: Love in this life is destined to meet in the next life, and love in this life is destined to meet in the next life.
Ruoxue stopped and stood next to Xuande and said, "How is it?"
Xuande looked at the petals falling from the sky and said, "Ruoxue, have you ever loved me?" Ruoxue said nothing.