There are fifty strings of Jinse for no reason, each string and one column reminds me of my good years.
He once promised her a lifetime of prosperity and love
What finally sent her was a ruthless killing
The whole family was executed and no one of the nine people in Duanfu was spared.
All this happened so suddenly that she was caught off guard
She only wanted to send him to the underworld
But after his death, she suffered for three years
The ancient wind flies through the corridor
Flowers blooming on the street
The result was unexpected for her
See you again
Are they a blessing or a curse?
Is it joy or sorrow. . . .
After being imprisoned for three years, she was once again involved in an overt and covert struggle.
Bizarre Man, Leaving Soul Syndrome
Is it true or false?
How many lives can she save with her medical hands?
What is the truth hidden behind the fog?
When this love-hate entanglement is settled,
Where will they go in this life?
And for whom is this elegy of a prosperous age sad and joyful, and for whom is it mad?