The red note faded
Good looks faded
A lot of words have been lost
Many years later...
She is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Xanthium, and she is the thin quicksand in his hand. The tighter he holds it, the harder it is to hold it.
Xanthium, Qing Ling, Ling Zhi, Rong Di, he marched step by step, riding all over the world, towards the lonely throne. Suddenly looking back, the tears in her eyes had wet her face, and he wanted to raise his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes, but, staring into those amber eyes, he lost the courage to raise his hand...