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My fiancé suffers from depression. In order to treat his illness, I gave up the opportunity to perform abroad and went around to perform in commercials to make crazy money. At a performance, I saw my boyfriend who was supposed to be undergoing treatment wearing a suit and holding hands with a woman who looked very much like me. He had never smiled so much, and he didn't look like a sick person at all. Everyone cheered: "It's different when Bai Yueguang comes back to China. When are you two going to make the official announcement?" "But I heard that our prince has been dating Cinderella for seven years. People still don't know that you are pretending to be sick!" But he smiled calmly: "It's just a joke, that stupid woman took it seriously." Hiding outside the door, I cried very sadly, and suddenly felt that the seven years together were a joke. I called the number of the foreign piano concerto I had rejected not long ago. "I agree to your invitation."

The emperor ignored everyone's dissuasion and married me, a mortal woman in calamity. He has pampered me, loved me and respected me for thousands of years, and taught me life-preserving spells. Everyone in the three worlds knows that I am the treasure he holds in the palm of his hand. Until I saw him secretly teaching a little snake demon to practice swordsmanship, wiping her sweat, and couldn't help but hug and kiss her. I just realized that it was time to leave. The little Xian'e who was waiting for me couldn't bear it: "Once you jump to the Zhuxian Terrace, you will never look back. Will the empress really let go of the emperor?" Is it important whether or not to let go? When I jump off the Immortal Killing Platform, give up my love, and my soul is destroyed, he will never be able to find me again.