"It takes a hundred lives to cross the same boat, and it takes a thousand years to sleep together. The five hundred stares in the past life are exchanged for the one brush with each other in this life."
In troubled times, beacon smoke rises, and the wind and snow in the mountain temple cease.
"Little master, don't you think the moonlight is beautiful tonight?"
"I'm really sorry. I only saw you and didn't pay attention to anything else."
Monk Jinghui vs Knight Shen Yuening
Intention: A little cinnabar mole in my heart