The master of the Zhenshui Palace, whose face turned into snow, looked down on the world with a folding paper fan, but no one knew she was a girl.
The Dongrong Empire, faced with aggression, said, "I don't need a clean mouth from you, I only need a head on your neck."
In the Nanrong Empire, she single-handedly suppressed the rebellion of ten thousand people. "What you have surrendered is the peace and prosperity that all people long for."
The crown prince of the Beirong Empire said, "If she wants the Beirong Empire, you and me together won't be enough for her."
Look, the Lord of the Zhenshui Palace and the domineering Crown Prince, under the nine-sky sky, break the prison cage, achieve nirvana, break free from the shackles, and cross the sea of suffering.
Traveling across the rivers, lakes and temples of the four countries, turning your hands becomes clouds and turning your hands becomes rain.
Yan Huaxue: My heart is full of joy for you, and I hold a candle with you and talk happily.
Emperor Yingzhan: Your face turns to snow and your expression is withered, but I, too, will be sincere and passionate until death.
Intention: full of joy