Whoever looks at a thousand red lotuses looks thinner than a plum blossom. It's also late at night, and there are also lights in the Yuan Dynasty. Spring is breaking, people are passing by, can you remember me at that time?
Mo Jin thought that a thousand years would be let go. She had made him wait for five hundred years, and she always owed him a lot. Let her wait for five hundred years!
But why is it so sad? Thousands of years have passed. In this reincarnation,
You are still the high-spirited Emperor Zilan from back then, and who have I become?