Winning the Imperial Consort's Heart

Ten years ago, she said, "When you grow up, I'll marry you." He was overjoyed inside, but still tried to act composed. "When will I count as grown up? By then, maybe we won't even know each other anymore." Later, they grew up, and just as he had said, she had forgotten him. To the Emperor, to the Emperor, though we meet in the underworld or the heavens, we shall never know or see each other again. For love, time is the cruelest third party. Theme: For love, time is the cruelest third party.