His name is Feng Lieyang, he is the emperor's son, he is much loved, he is the scorching sun in the sky, shining on the earth. He is Feng Muchen, the son of an emperor, but he lives in darkness. It was him, a fire lit up the darkness, the sky was full of stars, the sun was scorching, what was Mu Shen doing? Later, Lieyang became the most noble person in the world. He did all the dark things for him, perhaps so dark that even he hated him deeply.
Brother, it would be great if time could only stay in the past. You would have no concubines and no political power. You said, I am not the abandoned son of heaven, but the hope given to you by heaven to survive. The lotus flowers in summer are so beautiful, just like my heart for you, there will never be a trace of filth in this mud of intrigue. The water is so cold, brother, please hug me, without you, even summer becomes cold.
Your Majesty, King Chen committed suicide by throwing himself into the lotus pond.
Boom clang clang. A ray of sunlight from the rosewood window illuminates the fallen petals of the blue flowers particularly beautifully, blending with the green petals of the red silk.
In the early summer of twenty-three thousand four hundred and twenty-two years in ancient times, King Chen rebelled and died in the twenty-ninth year of his reign.
In the late summer of twenty-three thousand four hundred and twenty-three years in ancient times, the emperor died at the age of thirty-five. Son, Feng Lian succeeded to the throne.
Several years later, a doctor was searching for the sacred herb in Fuxi Mountain. He strayed into the depths of the mountain and found an icy cave. The cave could be seen but not touched, just like a fairyland in a fairyland. You can vaguely see the words written on the entrance of the cave: The sun is scorching, and I admire its depth.