The first time Chu Yi remembered Chen Yuan was on the Lantern Festival when he was five years old.
The young man bumped into him and stuffed him with a red paper candy. His black outfit was flying like an eagle, and the light in his eyes was brighter than a palace lantern.
He is a frail prince whom the imperial doctor has declared will not survive the disease. He is riddled with medicinal odor and has a warm temperament;
He is the grandson of a general who was able to draw a bow at the age of three and ride a horse at the age of five. He is rebellious and shows his sharp edge.
They were originally separated by clouds and mud, but they became obsessed with each other.
When he practiced calligraphy, he knocked down his inkstone with a slingshot;
He was suffering from high fever, so he climbed over the wall to bring him hot soup and stayed outside the window to listen to him cough until dawn;
He was pushed onto the dragon throne, he raised his sword and beheaded all the powerful officials, saying, "It is only right to protect you";
He looked at the smoke at the border and turned around to die, holding the jade pendant he gave him tightly in his arms.
"When you return, I will make you my queen."
Before the oath was taken on the city tower, the blood at the Black Fengkou had already dyed the black armor red.
He wore a dragon robe, drank poisonous wine, and went to hell laughing: "Chen Yu'an, you said you would wait for me."
On the banks of the Wangchuan River, flowers bloom on the other side.
The young man in black clothes stood with his jade pendant in hand, his eyebrows as before: "Chu Yi, I have been waiting for you all my life."
——It turns out that all the suffering in the world that cannot be achieved is just for being able to say "I love you" on the road to hell.
(Main text + two extra chapters, HE)
Intention: Even if your identity is different and your fate is confusing, your sincerity can transcend life and death.