There are so many beauties in the country, attracting countless heroes to compete. The so-called heroes emerge in troubled times, because of intrigues rather than turbulent years. It is a war. A mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and a country cannot tolerate two kings. This is the rule of the jungle, and then it affects everything. Is it inability to take care of it, or is it inability to save it?
It's just that in a beautiful country, I'm afraid I won't be as good as a confidante. Even though the beacon fire plays on the princes are not just to win the smile of the beauty, but also to overturn the country; in ancient times, how many kings did not attend the early court because of the beauty; in ancient times, how many kings neglected the government because of the beauty. Thousands of twists and turns, in the end it's all in vain
The distance between him and her was very close, yet so far and strange. Could hundreds of years really take away anything and make everything in the past deteriorate? If it weren't for a curse, would it be that the memories of the past would disappear with the dust flying forever and ever, and cease to exist?
Open the gap between light years, what is it that you have always wanted to pursue and witness?
Even if you lose everything, can you give up your beloved for the sake of the world and smile when you watch him fall, no matter if he is the only one who understands you?
It turns out that the difference between following and betraying is really just a thought.