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He cherished the deep love for eight years and thought he could marry that stunning woman. She was determined not to be manipulated by her fate, and resolutely escaped from marriage for another person. Suddenly, the family was in trouble. She disappeared without a trace, and his love was deeply buried. Meeting again, not knowing each other, seemed like a misty dream. She disguised herself as a man and hid her tenderness just to clear her father's wrongdoing. He became famous and did not approach women, just to meet her again one day. As fate arranges, love comes quietly. By a twist of fate, lovers suddenly become enemies. Where can I rest my heart that is in disarray? How to resolve this lingering resentment?

He cherished the deep love for eight years and thought he could marry that stunning woman. She was determined not to be manipulated by her fate, and resolutely escaped from marriage for another person. Suddenly, the family was in trouble. She disappeared without a trace, and his love was deeply buried. Meeting again, not knowing each other, seemed like a misty dream. She disguised herself as a man and hid her tenderness just to clear her father's wrongdoing. He became famous and did not approach women, just to meet her again one day. As fate arranges, love comes quietly. By a twist of fate, lovers suddenly become enemies. Where can I rest my heart that is in disarray? How to resolve this lingering resentment?

I, Princess Loulan, write my thoughts with dance; you, the Chang'an musician, express your freedom with notes. The encounter under the lantern made me crazy about you. From Loulan to Chang'an, it's a long stretch of yellow sand. I'll walk through rivers and mountains for you. What kind of cloud makes your love deeply buried. From your eyes to your heart, relying on the willow, it will eventually become bright and clear. Recalling the past, the phoenix flute sounds, the lovesickness is warm and the love is deep. From then on, under the white moonlight, Jade Yao danced.

I, Princess Loulan, write my thoughts with dance; you, the Chang'an musician, express your freedom with notes. The encounter under the lantern made me crazy about you. From Loulan to Chang'an, it's a long stretch of yellow sand. I'll walk through rivers and mountains for you. What kind of cloud makes your love deeply buried. From your eyes to your heart, relying on the willow, it will eventually become bright and clear. Recalling the past, the phoenix flute sounds, the lovesickness is warm and the love is deep. From then on, under the white moonlight, Jade Yao danced.