Sang Wangchen×Qin Chiyi
When a gust of wind passes by, no matter how quiet the water surface is, it is difficult for there to be ripples. However, there are more than just a few ripples.
Old friends in the past are now enemies of life and death. The Cangshan Mountains are covered with heavy snow, and the world of Chaoyun is completely white. A blaze of fire reflects the scorching heat of this severe winter.
"Try one more step forward"
"Go away! Qin Chiyi, go away! Go back to your Yaoyun!"
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Times have changed, and a large number of people returned to Beijing carrying a sick man.
The new wind swept across the sky, stirring up the cry of eagles at the turn of the moon, blowing over the drifting clouds and green pines. The young man who once stood tall on the sky had already stood tall on the ground.
If it weren't for Wangchen, how could he know what I mean?
If you know my intention, we will always be of the same mind
Purpose: Opposing feudal thought