In the red curtain, the tulle was half-shouldered, and her maid still closed the door behind her. "No matter what you do now, it will be in vain. Why bother, Qingqing?"
A few years later, the frontier desert. See her sitting tenderly next to another person, pouring wine for him, and smiling sweetly to him. I used to be drunk with power and didn't know what I had let go. Now I wake up and I can't see beyond my reach.
Yang Ningzhang: If I don't have the colorful floats, are you still willing to treat me like pearls and jade?
Xie Lian: I am no longer a young man wearing bright clothes and angry horses, and I have read all the vicissitudes of life. I only wish you were the only one in this life, a friend of the harp and harp, and music of the bells and drums.
No time travel, no rebirth, no Mary Sue. The era is imaginary, referring to the late Tang Dynasty.