There was no need to argue, but that person pressed him again and again. There's no harm in fighting, because what that person wants is just the royal court and the high pavilion. For the sake of this world, that man sacrificed his eldest son for his youngest son, so why was she reluctant to do so? Just fight.
The long-dead blue face is hidden under the withered flowers. Everything is just a victim of desire and power. I originally thought I could hide it from that person, but I didn't expect him to know it already. It was just to make his enemy who had been fighting with him for many years heartbroken.
The phoenix flower under the setting sun is extremely beautiful, but it is just a remnant flower that grows with the blue color as the blood of the bones.
Wash away the beauty of a lifetime and forget all the prosperity. The pain and beauty are all gone, and the body is covered with dark knots and scars.
"Drunk, drunk, drunk. I miss the faint fragrance of rose powder, sugar and lotus root on the corner of your lips. If we had never met that day, even if we were teased by that disciple girl, we would not be like this today. Drunk, drunk, drunk, I am so drunk."