She is the ultimate queen, with a domineering king that cannot be violated by others;
He is the evil god of the night, with a peerless appearance and arrogance.
She traveled across time and traveled thousands of miles to search. Is it the cause of her past life or the result of her future life?
For love? For hate? For revenge? For calculation?
He originally promised her a lifetime of prosperity and peach blossoms, but he personally destroyed her hopes.
Is it wrong? Right? Is it unintentional? Is it no chance?
The river water fades away, and looking back, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and the snow is white and the hair is white.
What can I do?
A horse of linen clothes and a wooden coffin for burial.
A plain cigarette, a Sheng song, a sacrifice.