The gentle and elegant Immortal Highness & the sinister talent with other agendas... The arrogant and domineering Empress of the Underworld & the cold and ascetic Lord of the Immortal God
Tangled for thousands of years - love, hate, anger and ignorance
"She actually chose the so-called sentient beings of her family and country."
"Ha, I'm too stupid!"
In the bloody storm, a hoarse voice could be heard: "Who are you?"
"Long Ling of the Prime Minister's Mansion? Shi Hao of Pubang? Empress Ming's Ming Xi?..."
"... Still, still, my little Liuzi..."
In this vast world, I can't find myself.
I picked up the jade you left behind, and you took away my full kindness.
Because of you, I have found my true self; where can I find you at the end of the world?
"Your Majesty! Where is Brother Ling?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it... I know I was wrong."
"Wan'er, I had a dream last night,"
"I dreamed that he came to marry me on a white horse and in red clothes..."
"..."
"Hmph, as expected, dreams are always the opposite... It's too late for him to hate me!"
Without you, who will come to redeem me?
I come from the underworld, born bathed in blood, the flower contract on the other side crazy my heart, I love the screams in the eighteenth floor, I love the world that will never see the light of day...
"Nan Shi is special, and I must get it."
You came in the light of dawn, a scene I have never seen before in this cold underworld... A slight smile disturbs my heart
The colorful clouds are burning, the soul is floating in the wind, and thousands of ghosts are howling under the Tower of the Dead; I bend my waist, my king laughs, and wave my sleeves to shake the sky and the earth.
Ten generations of prosperity, intertwined with dreams, playing tricks on life and death in the temple; children are arrogant, forgetting the heights of the sky, and the beauty of the beauty is causing trouble due to the coincidence of ghosts and gods.
The lock at Yuankou has only three roads, and it has imprisoned the emperor's zodiac sign for five hundred years; the blood luan strikes, remembering Hong Ao, the whip of dead souls and Baicaoyao
In ancient times, generals have ambitions in all directions, and they will improve the well-being of the people in the region; young and handsome, high-spirited, Qiulan will be quickly chopped off and praised as wonderful
The human population is vast, the number of worlds is small, the gods are jealous of the seventeen-year-old; Yi'er laughs, Yi'er makes noise, Ling'er moves, Ling'er mourns
Now I hear that I feel pity, I feel pity for being different, I lament my feelings, who knows oneself; it is easy to plan, but it is difficult to plan the heart, I am pitiful, I will forget the river.
Human beings suffer once, ghosts suffer once, heaven suffers once, earth suffers once; birth is easy to grow old, death is easy to die quietly, love is easy to be separated, seeking is hard to come by.
Intention: kindness to people, loyalty to ministers, forgiveness to kings. Affection and waiting.