If only he hadn't risked himself to remove the poison back then.
If only he hadn't followed a healer's duty to save a life, which is worth more than building a seven-tiered pagoda.
If only he hadn't missed his chance and caused him to lose the throne.
Then how could he have entered the palace, that place where people are devoured without a trace?
What family affection? What love? What friendship?
Behind every betrayal lies a mask.
In a war without smoke, they face the world with confident smiles.
The pieces in his palm can turn the clouds and bring down the rain with a flick of his hand.
A smile hiding a dagger, duplicity, schemes and plots. Who cares about the truth?
The land is beset by storm and turmoil, the throne and the beauty beside it. Winning or losing no longer matters.
Because his heart was lost long ago.
Have you abandoned me... Crying... Means you have abandoned me (Erkang's hand)
Come on~ Encourage~~~ Say hello and look familiar~ Kelaqiang raped the literary party... Well, I'm looking forward to Rongzi's next article! (Well, I'm used to yelling, I hope I don't mind...)
Come on~ Encourage~~~ Say hello and look familiar~ Kelaqiang raped the literary party... Well, I'm looking forward to Rongzi's next article! (Well, I'm used to yelling, I hope I don't mind...)
Have you abandoned me... Crying... Means you have abandoned me (Erkang's hand)
Come on~ Encourage~~~ Say hello and look familiar~ Kelaqiang raped the literary party... Well, I'm looking forward to Rongzi's next article! (Well, I'm used to yelling, I hope I don't mind...)
Come on~ Encourage~~~ Say hello and look familiar~ Kelaqiang raped the literary party... Well, I'm looking forward to Rongzi's next article! (Well, I'm used to yelling, I hope I don't mind...)