"Just because of you, this country will collapse." This was her promise to him, and the touch of fire-blood clothes could not be erased from his heart.
His past life was dull, and he traveled through the mist for thousands of years, just to help him win the world.
The black robe is as black as ink, the quill in the hand is tight, and the king is famous all over China.
The world was stained with blood. She held his hand tightly and asked him softly, "Have you ever regretted it?"
He was silent, his eyes reflected her face, and he clearly uttered the word "No."