One feeling, one hatred, one love and hate, one kindness, one resentment, one heartfelt feeling. One coming and going, one sigh, one union, one separation, one floating life. The still water flows deep, and the Sheng plays songs; the clouds and sunshine in the three lives are full of joys and sorrows. The daughter of the dancing queen, in the rain of pear blossoms, calmly said that love hurts oneself. The young master who returned to his soul became a brother inexplicably, and tried his best to bridge the gap for his sister who hated to marry. The war god of the three realms did not understand Feng Yue, and eight hundred years later, he promised her a lifetime. The infatuated princess, dressed in red like fire, looks forward to the eternal peace of the young master under the setting sun. The charming little raccoon boy, innocent and innocent, kept calling me "little mother". The childish lotus flower, the eternal shota, manages everything by being cute and innocent. A good-for-nothing boy cut down a mountain to save his mother. After the dust settled, he looked at her speechless. Holy Pear Blossom, Beauty of Sorrow, the stunning and stunning dance is actually the dancer's own ending. Wenqin: No matter what the ending is, my heart remains the same. Ling Feng: Maybe we can't escape somehow. Yang Jian: I owe no shame to all living beings in the world, but I owe you so much. Fourth Princess: No matter what, I... Really love you. Xiaoyu: The happiest thing in my life is not marrying Chenxiang, but having a daughter-in-law. Nezha: In this life, no matter right or wrong, I will never be your enemy again. Chen Xiang: Uncle... Now that things have happened, are you still willing to let me call you uncle? When the dust settles, what will be their ending? God's will is difficult to know and no one can predict it.
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