One is a childhood sweetheart, and the other is a God-given marriage. One is the moon in the water, and the other is the flower in the mirror. When you look back, where does your love go?
Everything. . . Destined. . . Destined. . .
Who left that faint scent? There is something lingering between my eyebrows. Who shot down that cold star? The moonlight of that year cannot be found.
The moon is shaking, people are hesitant, and a song of mourning comes from the book and sword.
The writing is like a flower and the plot is like a play. It is a love-hate novel with the Chenghua Dynasty and Hongzhi Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty as the historical background. It is a song of joys and sorrows in the court romance and martial arts in the arena. . . . .