Lotus and Branches Across Three Lifetimes (Complete Edition)

His name is Lian Jiang: Lian as in the karmic fire of the red lotus, Jiang as in lips painted red. Her name is Fifteen, like the fifteenth day beneath a full moon. She was once the most famous First Princess Consort on the continent, but eight years later, she crawled out of her coffin, her hands covered in dirt and blood, and set out on a path of revenge, heartless and unfeeling. He is the most mysterious young priest in the history of Nanjiang, a sharp-tongued man who can bring the dead back to life, yet he is also her shy, proud husband. He is cold and indifferent, making those he despises suffer until they wish they were dead. He is arrogant: what does the world matter to him? He is devoted: for the sake of staying with her, he would become a cold-blooded demon. He is childish: in front of her, he is a boy who never grows up and needs to be coaxed. He is jealous: even when someone else merely looks at his wife, he gets jealous. But she wants the world thrown into chaos, plunged into endless ruin. He wants a love that lasts three lifetimes, and a single heart devoted to her. Peach blossoms bloom, peach blossoms fall; when they are gone, so too is the music... If you ask what I held dear in this life, in the end, it was the music fading away! He was once bewitching and heartless, but he became mad with thoughts of her, consumed by longing. Even if she were poison, he would take her gladly, and in the end, for her, he fell into demonic darkness! “Lian Jiang, if you dare to die, then I dare to forget! I’ll forget you completely, and we’ll never meet again, in this life or the next!” Through her tearful eyes, she seemed to see him smiling faintly as he watched her in silence. “Fifteen, you gave me a snowfall among red plum blossoms, so I give you a love spanning three lifetimes, never forsaking you. You gave me a handful of fallen petals, so I give you my devoted heart.”