Half a Face in Red Makeup

History records that Lady Xu was devoted, though opinions differ greatly about her judgment of Emperor Yuan of Liang.

I thought I had won the world, but who knew it would all turn into a muddled mess? The red silk is torn, the fragrant mist has faded. Forget it, forget it.

If not for that heartfelt glance in the lingering rainy season, if we'd been born into an ordinary family, perhaps things wouldn't have turned out this way. All I can do is sigh. No matter how deep the love, it can be worn away by the glitter before our eyes, until affection fades.

Perhaps my love wasn't deep enough. Otherwise, how could I let go and watch you walk step by step toward your doom? It turns out I love you, but I hate you even more.

This is a story about two people going from loving each other to trying to kill each other. No matter how much it hurts, I won't let go. Who could have known...