The night breeze was blowing, and he was about to go on an expedition tomorrow. On the city wall, the evening breeze blew his black robe. Under the moonlight, a scorpion totem appeared on the black robe, glowing with a dark red light. He looked down at the city. He was born here, grew up here, and his love is also here. Inside lived the person he was destined to care about for the rest of his life. There were footsteps behind him, and it was her who had arrived, with long blue hair fluttering in the evening breeze and wearing a white robe. He didn't look back and continued to look at the city and the lights.
"If you were given a choice, would you choose victory in the war or me?" She asked him, with a sad face. He didn't answer, just stared at the bright lights in silence. They were only two or three steps apart, but she felt like they were so far apart. She stared at his back, smiled, but also cried, with tears falling down her cheeks: "I am too talkative in my humble duty. I apologize for resigning, Your Majesty." She walked a few steps, glanced at him with nostalgia, and then left resolutely. In fact, she didn't know that at that moment, he wanted to hold her arm, explain to her, and tell her that he loved her. Even if Shengli and her are placed in front of him, she is still the one he wants to choose. It's a pity that because of his childlike anger, because of her uncertainty, and because of the strong love between her and him, he didn't have it. They were destined to miss it. Love is beautiful and cruel, and sometimes it will hurt the other person all over, just because it is love.