[Prince Moang × Jiaojiao] Prince Moang's "Jiaojiao"

Not in the palm of my hand, not delicate, not even his. We meet by chance but no promise is made, and the rivers and lakes are wandering without anyone knowing. So I heard, admiration is more painful than secret love, When I go your way, men cry and daughters cry, I am your obsessive believer, you are my tomb, It's up to you to decide whether you want to die or be born. You protect me and I return your blessing, You, a hero, need ambition, but you owe me happiness, what can you do to make up for it? Is love harder to forgive than hate? I'm going to let myself go, and I'm going to start making up random things based on the background of the Lotus Lantern, which I can't quite remember the plot of. Purpose: Falling in love is not as good as pursuing a career, and being in love is not as good as having a career.