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He, with his white robe trailing the ground, loves the world, lives for the common people, and will always remain pure and clean. He doesn't love the glitz of the world, and doesn't write about the turmoil of the world. Only the word "Master" can touch the remaining softness deep in his heart. She, Hou Yi of the divine race, had a strange destiny. She was born for the common people and also for him. Just because of the sound of "Shuang'er", moths flew to the flames, and they became crazy with one thought, but they had no choice but to have no fate in the end. There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches. My heart is happy for you, but you don't know it. There are orchids in the Huan, there are orchids in the Li, and I miss the young master but dare not speak. Ande and the king are determined to avoid having to worry about life and death. What night is the bright moon today? The shadows and the flowing light have no destiny. The sky was full of stars, the trees were full of peach blossoms, and everyone's life was finally complete. Why did she cruelly leave him alone, drinking alone under the moon, weeping and forgetting the river...