I never thought that when I danced on the reincarnation stage, he would dance with me. I am here to overcome the calamity, but what is he here for? Is it love or power?
Mo Shang is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world. Then I will call you Mo Yu from now on. He picked up the flowers and smiled, saying nothing. The promise made on the stage of reincarnation, even if it lasts for hundreds of years and thousands of years, I will have no regrets.
The yellow spring is blue and falling, the flowers are blooming on the other side, dust comes and goes, entanglement and confusion. Love is lost at the crossroads of hate and love. Ridiculous for hundreds of years, it is nothing but an empty dream.