A jade pendant, a love and hatred.
Five men, how should I choose?
Yinzhen: Ruoer, I am the first person you meet who makes your heart beat. You are mine!
Yinsu: Ruoer, I love you, don't leave me!
Yin Tang: Ruo'er, I will never give up on you until I die!
Yinzhen: Ruoer, I am your first man, you should be with me!
Yinxiang: Ruo'er, you are my direct descendant. No one can take you away!
Fifty strings of Jinse are unprovoked. Each string and one column reminds me of the good years. Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies.
I hope the emperor's spring heart will be entrusted with cuckoos.
The moon in the sea has tears. The sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke. This feeling can be remembered in memory. But it was already at a loss at that time.