Do you believe in fate?
Is it fate?
Shen Qing fell into dreams three times, and they were all about one person.
For the first time, she transformed into a kingfisher and saw the handsome and heroic young prince rushing in front of a frightened horse to save a young son.
The second time, she was a fallen flower. When she fell from the branch, she saw the young prince abandoning literature and embracing martial arts, wearing armor and holding a spear in his hand.
The third time was the closest to him. She was a small silver bell around his waist. She was sighing that the prince was still handsome. In an instant - blood filled her eyes. At the gate of the border city that had been guarded for generations, she saw him being decapitated by a machete in the blood mist. His old enemy dragged his hair and laughed arrogantly. The laughter shocked her heart, and she was gradually buried by the wind and sand along with his body.
Jingle bell——
Shen Qing fell asleep, and she saw the young man standing in front of her, smiling at her alive.
Shen Qing: Now that I'm here, I have only one purpose, I want to save him!
Purpose: Independence and salvation