They were bonded when they first met, but life and death were the result of meeting again. Perhaps neither Mu Qingshuang nor Gu Nanxun expected that their first meeting when they were young would be so beautiful, and that their meeting again as adults would have a tragic ending. The dim moonlight spread over the entire courtyard. Mu Qingshuang, wearing thin clothes, sat on the eaves, muttering to herself: "Gu Nanxun, Gu Nanxun, tell me, how should I choose between the hatred of the country's subjugation and the love of my own selfish desires."
Intention: None yet
