When we first met, a young general and a noble lady seemed like a perfect match. However, the master ordered: Retire. Rest until you leave.
A three-foot palace gate, a piece of edict, inside and outside the shady wall, lovers will never get married
This is true in the second life, and so is the third life.
Is all this the distortion of human nature or the corruption of morality (crossed out)? Is this caused by fate, or is there another reason?
Storms are rising outside the world of mortals, and joys and sorrows are rising within the world of mortals.