When they first met, he led tens of thousands of soldiers to conquer the city, but she had no hesitation and decided to die for her country.
When we meet again, deep in the flowers, we are suddenly amazed and secretly in love.
Dressed in red, she was in love with him like fire for a hundred years, and he wore a white jade fan, like ice, unwilling to lower her eyebrows.
In the Nanyou Mountain, beside the Forgotten River, and in the Luoxia Valley, she finally turned his hundreds of steel-making into the softness of his fingers.
The emperor gave her a marriage, and she was heartbroken. The heaven was overjoyed, but her heart was filled with sadness.
She was so heartbroken that she was willing to be reincarnated for eternity; he was deeply in love, but he regretted it forever.
She endured the pain, had her bones removed and burned her body, and her lifelong infatuation eventually turned into hatred.
He searched for it, and found the blue sky falling in the yellow spring, and no one knew how much he missed him.