Covering the mist,
Like a double crossing,
But it is still an old dream,
A long-cherished wish,
After pondering,
One self-knowledge.
-Afan, in this life, I am my husband
-Ayao, in this life, my wife
-My lord, it's great. In this troubled world, we have all won a precious body. Haha, do you win or lose...
-Yaoer, what did you just call me...?
-My lord, after all these years, I have transformed into an illusion, so why should I worry about it?
-Yaoer... Even dead trees can bloom...
-Your Majesty, there are spirits in heaven and earth, even dead trees can bloom; when people are in trouble, dragons can also appear. When these people are about to die, if they are covered with ashes of death, the light will be dimmed, there will be no help, and there will be no way back.
-Yaoer!
-If Your Majesty had dared to call me so loudly that night when the fire was blazing, maybe the pear blossom would not have turned gray.
-Yao'er... Couldn't be saved that night...
-Save, no, have to... Oh, yes, how can the noble prince save the hot pot ants with his precious body?
The childhood love is deep, but due to a chessboard mistake, officials secretly plotted against each other, and a fire broke out overnight, but the hero stopped and did not save the heroine. Why did his heart change? His precious body is also an ant. Why did the promise go wrong? There is a gap in love. I found that there was a shadow in my arms. When I entered this vortex, time changed and I was confused in the long river of love and hate. Who should I hold hands with in the end? Which way back...