"Your Highness... The matchmaker is here..." She sat in front of the bronze mirror, looked at herself in the bronze mirror and smiled sadly, then picked up the red paper on the table and put it in front of her lips and pursed it lightly. Tears had quietly streaked across her face. He stood at the door, holding a sword in his hand. His originally red hands had turned white, and there was no emotion in his words. "Yes." He turned and left. ——"Half a lifetime has been deeply entrenched in the mortal world, and the love is lingering in the floating clouds. The child under the knees is not yet formed, and the war is about to become a married woman."
Intention: Some people you meet for a lifetime