The day I died happened to be a spring rain in the world.
The drizzle of rain drifted away and wet my hair.
In a trance, in similar scenes, I couldn't help but think of Qi Su in the thirteenth year of Tianyou's reign.
On the Moon Mother's Day that year, Qi Su wore a moon-white robe.
The young man's clear appearance amazed me throughout my youth.
Qi Su and I have been married for thirteen years. As a young couple, our interests covered our heads and we separated from each other.
The young man who held the glass lamp and said he would protect me for the rest of his life finally betrayed me and violated the oath he made.
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