A few years passed in a hurry, eight years of separation.
"Have you thought about it?"
While boating on the green lake, Jinhe swayed his white jade cup. The color of the wine was light, just like the white crescent moon flying in the sunset valley. He drank it all in one gulp without leaving any wine behind. With a clang, there was a pile of jade and broken jade on the boat plank.
"Okay, I promise you, but the engagement is void!"
She smiled warmly and looked casually to the southeast. There were heavy silk curtains and the darkness was dark.
"Okay."
Holding the cup with long slender fingers, the white jade cup embossed with plum blossoms instantly shattered into pieces.
It's better to be broken jade than to be intact——
From then on, the retreat from south to north remained the same as before