There are only vines wrapped around trees in the mountains, but there are trees wrapped around vines in the world. If the ivy does not wrap around the tree, spring after spring will be in vain. This was the last thing Su Yu said to me, and it was also the last thing I said to Beiqing Yi.
One maple and one leaf represents three autumns, and the snow blowing overnight foreshadows the sorrow of separation. Holding the hand of the king is a dream from yesterday, and the branches outside the window are cold and clear. Winter has entered with snow and frost, and the spring breeze has turned into thick thoughts. Growing old together with your son is not a dream. The flowers and grass are blooming outside the house. The first poem I wrote was to Beiqing Yi. The long pain of longing for me was with me. I didn't want to hide it from him, just because I wanted to tell him that I miss him and hope he can wait for me. It's just that that day he left a long shadow on my back without saying a word, so I'm not sure whether he can wait for me. When I received his reply, I cried with joy. I just never wanted to be looked at by Su Yu. He tore up the letter, threw away the words "Li Shiyu, am I too involved in the drama, or are you acting too seriously?" And walked away. If I regretted writing to Qingyi at first, then in the end, I hated myself. I will never be able to make up for the pain I caused Qing Yi until my death.
I, Chu Shiteng, was a swordsman in the 21st century, but I traveled through time and became a subjugated princess. In order to regain the country for my father and my younger brother, I will do whatever it takes!