One is a noble son of a noble family, a humble gentleman, unparalleled in the world. One is the prince of a country, born to be a king, and extremely arrogant.
When we met for the first time, the man was dressed in white, standing under the peach blossom trees flying in the sky, soft sounds came from the dark green jade flute, and he inadvertently raised his eyes to look at each other. At that moment, Xiao Ye's heart seemed to be filled with fireworks. He thought that this might be destiny.
Goodbye, that man became a sent prisoner, and his filthy clothes could not hide his splendor. He quietly hid him in a dark place, hoping that when he had the power, he would be able to legitimately let that man stand by his side.
Later, the man died, together with the unborn child in his belly, due to other people's jealous calculations. He regretted it. Although he killed all the people who killed him, that person never came back.
When he returned to his youth again, looking at the young face in the bronze mirror, he swore in his heart that this time, he would protect that person and pamper him for the rest of his life.