He worked step by step and did not conspire with the treacherous ministers. He gradually became a powerful minister of the Ming Dynasty who served three generations of emperors and dominated all the power of life and death in the Ming Dynasty. The only accident in his life was meeting her.
He smiled broadly and held her catkins in his hands, "No matter how far apart we are, even if the stars change, we will grow old hand in hand."
She was a ephemera that was unintentionally teased by fate. She never thought that she would meet him after passing through the ages, let alone leave that heart in an era that could be erased.
She said, "Probably most people in this world can't get what they wish for. If we pray to stay together until we grow old, we might as well leave beautiful traces like fireworks in the dark night."
Whether the illusion of the reflection of the phantom moon on the flowing water disappears and the falling flowers are ruthless, or whether the falling flowers are originally intended for the flowing water, all of this will be engraved into the annual rings like a white horse passing through a gap.