Normal version:
The three parties are in opposition and have been bound for centuries.
He is a descendant of the Jun family. He became famous at a young age, but disappeared without a trace overnight;
He is a nobleman of the royal palace, with all the power in the government and the public, and he is unparalleled in his style with the gentle swing of a folding fan;
He is an orphan in the world, wandering in the martial arts world, but he has a family feud and a hatred for him.
The arena, the court, or the cult that had been hiding for many years seemed to be in peace and prosperity, but on that Double Ninth Festival, a bloody storm quietly broke out.
Just one night, the fateful entanglement between the three began. Is that legendary secret a supreme treasure, or a peerless lie...
Fame, fortune, power, love, hatred...
At the end, he remembered: I have been mad, angry, separated and hated for many years, but your words are enough to make a life-and-death agreement.
Literary version:
The lanterns are burned out and the night is getting colder.
You said with a smile that you will always be in his heart and you can never be driven away or driven away.
He was also indifferent, the one I love will never be you.
You are willing to protect him all your life, but you always choose to escape.
He searched hard, but in vain.
Until now,
If life were just like the first time we met,
Still, it was just ordinary at that time.
The ancient style is imaginary, cruel to the heart, will not cheat, and will be updated from time to time.