Red crisp hands, yellow wine, willows on palace walls all over the city. The east wind is evil and happiness is thin. With a heavy heart, I have been away from home for a few years. Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!
Spring is as old as ever, people are thin and empty, and the tears are red and raw. The lotus falls. Xianchi Pavilion. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Mo! Mo! Mo!
His smile is like a spring breeze
He said to him: My name is Ye Bai
When his blood dyed her body red
She became a demon and turned into a hell red lotus
She has forgotten that she lived in the human world before
Meeting him unexpectedly in the rolling world of mortals
They don't know each other but are heartbroken
Destiny arranged for them to fall in love again
The road to stay together is full of thorns
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Please see "Red Lotus Disaster" in the series "Liaoyan Qianbo"
Compose a love song for you that traces two lives