Qing Yue, it's finally over. I remember you once said that everything comes to an end, just like a winding mountain road that eventually reaches its end. This time, I entrust my life to you as well. Will you be happy?
I have no regrets about dying in your arms. But for all that I've done for you, let the ties of this life fade, and may we promise each other a lifetime together in the next. I want us to make a promise: in our next lives, let's be lovers. When we meet again, you won't be His Majesty's woman, and I won't be His Majesty's subject. We'll be a pair of lovers, ordinary and happy. Will you?
I'm here to cheer for the author. . . .