The pillow is fragrant and leaks. We met as promised and chatted after dusk. The season is cold and people are sick and drinking wine, pear blossoms are shoveled on the ground, and the east wind makes them thin all night long
Cover the silver screen and hang green sleeves. Where the flute is played, the tenderness of the pulse is slightly teased. The moon is bright and red cardamom is broken. The moon is like that time, and the people are like that time.
A strange entanglement of love and hate in the past life ~ I thought I had a promise in this life. And don't know. Nowadays, I can't love or hate, and I can't bear to hate. Who calls her the saint of the Yueshui Sect of South Vietnam? Who made him the passionate man of the Shangxue Empire?
He said, this encounter should not have happened, how could I abandon thousands of Shangxue tribe members for the sake of personal love?
She said she could give up her so-called mission for him.
But how could he endure the beautiful fairyland-like land of South Vietnam and the haze of iron cavalry?
Leader Yueshui stood in the palace hall of Nanyue. The king on the stage was not like a king, and the ministers below the stage were not like ministers. He thought that he could destroy the shrunken man on the snow chair with a raise of his hands. He thought that the four elders of South Vietnam were far away and could not solve the immediate disaster. He thought that everything was going well, but it turned out to be unsatisfactory.
The former Queen of Nanyue turned away from him, and he skinned her in anger, lusting for her blood. But in this way, the current King Yunjing's hatred for him could not be stopped. Even though God had his wish, he helped Yun Shui, the palace owner far away in Ruohua Palace, to be his puppet king. It was this puppet king who broke his thoughts.
However, the hatred between Nanyue and the Shangxue Empire, which had been dependent on each other, was too deep. In the end, he found out that he was a royal descendant of the Shangxue Empire. There were too many what-ifs in this life. In the end, they were just like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water. A deep love for two people~