In troubled times, one is the emperor, and the other is the enemy king. When two tigers fight, who wins and who loses? Who will give away who's country... Step by step, all the mechanisms are exhausted, but the red thread in Yue Lao's hand has already connected the two of them... Remember, don't know me in the next life, and don't believe in fate, Jing'er... I love you. ... "Mountains and rivers will always meet, earth and rain will always embrace each other. I don't believe in fate or heaven, but I believe in the fate between you and me. We are destined to meet, so just follow me, hahaha." Wei Zhi's teasing voice echoed in the hall, and he deliberately added, "Xiao Jing'er."... It sounds nice to say, if I want you to be the king of Wei, can you afford it? …………
The deepest bond, the strongest love flowing through blood, is it family affection or twisted love... Father, please look back, Qin'er is always behind you. Father, what I want is not the throne. Without you, I would rather have nothing. There is only you in my world. Since childhood.