According to the prophecy, she will kill her father and destroy her country.
Born as a golden branch and jade leaf, gone to a foreign country as a chess player
In my mind, he is a stupid prince
Unloved, left to be slaughtered
At first she didn't know him and he didn't know her
The unexplained guarding and the insinuating temptation are all on the tip of the knife.
Should all our concerns, including our deceased relatives, the few living friends, our respective countries, and the world, pay for this encounter?
There is such a legend in both Nanzhao and Northern Qi: if the bones are buried under the thousand-year-old peach tree, one day in the future, the dead will be resurrected.
Red makeup and white bones cover the face. I have peach blossoms, do you have wine?
PS: The male and female protagonists are strongly set, with similar identities, personalities, experiences, and minds, and can redeem each other.
Intention: Congenial love.
