The young emperor once did not believe in the gods and Buddhas of the Nine Heavens, but his pride was broken in the falling white wind, and he prayed to God to turn the galaxy upside down and grant him peace in his Zhaozhao life.
Le Zhao tapped his forehead with his fingertips, "This time, Song Beiqing, I really want to leave."
It turned out that gods and Buddhas really brought blessings to the world and fulfilled the emperor's lifelong obsession.
Princess Nanxun, who sailed into Beijing, dressed in red like that year, became the queen of Yun Dynasty. The court is strange, and Kyushu is strange.
In the last life, Le Zhao protected the world with his life. This time, Song Beiqing wanted to protect it alone, and he also wanted to protect his Zhao Zhao.
"Azhao, if I say that in my previous life, I gave you my heart and I have no regrets about it, would you believe it?"
"Believe." Le Zhao looked at his hands, "I once dreamed of a young man. He didn't believe in destiny, but he put his hands together and prayed to God. In the next life, his sweetheart will live a smooth life, be happy and welcome."
And that young man had a cinnabar mole on his palm. She remembered that A Song also had it.
Intention: All waiting has an echo