The osmanthus flowers are blooming again, are you still there?
Heng'er, you are the frost that cannot be wiped off the branches of my destiny.
It's like an unavoidable disaster, but it must be endured anyway.
In the 40th year of Qingfeng's reign, Prince Zheng Yuheng fell drunk at a banquet.
His younger brother, Prince Ping Yuche, helped him back to his palace, and some indescribable things happened.
The next morning, when the sweet-osmanthus flowers were falling.
The two teenagers hugged each other and said a few words.
"I wish to win the heart of one person, and we will never be separated until we grow old."
"Every year has today, and every year has today."
"The headwind is like a solution, and it is easy not to be destroyed."
A boy's face was flushed.
The other one is smiling.
In the autumn of the forty-third year of Qingfeng, □□ collapsed. Crown Prince Zheng Yuheng ascended the throne and changed his title to Eunche.
In the first year of Enche, the official system was reformed.
In the seventh year of Enche's reign, the reform took place.
He created a perfect age.
I would like to be with you for all eternity, Heng'er.
The osmanthus flowers were blown all over the sky by the wind, and the frost on the branches silently admired its dance.
I hope they can still enjoy these peaceful years in the next life.
Beautiful osmanthus flowers with frost on the osmanthus flowers.