After she was sentenced to sleep for two hundred years because of her refusal to marry, she saw the light of day again and began to play songs every night and travel around the mountains and rivers. However, she went to succumb to demons and unexpectedly encountered a peach blossom. Unintentionally, she discovered that the man was the one she refused to marry, and she had slept in vain for two hundred years. As the ending approaches, their identities are revealed, their love crosses borders, and they form a marriage.
There is really no way to stop love when it comes, but when love hurts, it is also extremely painful.
Is it because we don't know how to foresee, or the ending of the story has already been written.
I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.
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