The nine-layered que is deep, the prince is ruthless and scheming, but fortunately, he meets the fate of his life in the strange valley.
To me, you are neither a prince nor a nobleman, nor a rich and powerful country. Your name is Yuqing, and I have the deepest love in my heart.
Beyond power, there is a vast sky and a vast earth, and a charming and deep love. Yun Jian is obsessed with Yu Qing in this life.
Hand in hand in the rivers and lakes, drinking by the horse stream, the sunset, side by side with my son.
Now that you have ascended to the throne of the dragon, you can see your old friendship again. You are dark and white-haired, and you return to the end of the valley alone.
From now on, I don't know the temples, and you don't see the mountains.
Yun Jian is left alone under the moon, wearing snow clothes and white hair, burying pear blossoms with her love locked.
Yuqing is sleepless, with the golden lamp accompanying the moon, recalling the past when she rode her horse, picked up flowers, and shed tears on the mandarin duck couch.
Missing you all day long and not seeing you, God's will plays tricks on people, and our hearts are miserable. If it weren't for the wrong start, how could we mourn a pair of people in this life, Se Qiuhua.
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