The smoke of the battlefield is an old friend, but you have already said goodbye. How can an old friend see you again?
The responsibilities shouldered by the princess are what Roujia has to bear.
And the family feud that happened to be discovered by chance was something Jingcheng had to face.
I wanted to say goodbye, but I wanted to say it was autumn.
Intention: Spring passes and autumn comes, all are clouds and mist of the past.