Last night, he was the quasi-prince who was about to wear a yellow robe. Today, he became a prisoner being hunted.
When he was desperate, Liang Yu turned to Meng Zuoqing and said, I am tired too, please kill me.
Meng Zuoqing said, OK.
I don't know who planted the peach groves in the water towns of the south of the Yangtze River, and I don't know who waited for a lifetime promise in the desert of northern Xinjiang.
We are destined to kill each other in this life, so let's love each other in the next life.