"Nangong Mo, what you think in your heart is the map of the world and the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away. But what I want in my heart is just to travel around and be free and easy. If we have different paths and don't fall in love, you and I will break up and we won't say goodbye!"
"Without you, I am equally happy. Without me, your world is like a tomb. How comfortable is this feeling?"
The ugly concubine of the prime minister's house? A gentle and charming innocent girl? The wise and intelligent master of Shen Clan? Which one is the real her?
He is an evil prince with hidden ambitions, coveting the throne and playing tricks of power. There is only one step left to rule the world and command the heroes. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he looked at the chess game in the world with a smile, which was full of prosperity.
"Murong You, if you dare to jump down, I promise that your body will not be left alive!"
"I don't even care about death, but I still care about this broken skin. If you like it, take it! Threaten me? I'm dreaming!"
He was a young general with outstanding military exploits. He rode his horse and whipped his whip and killed countless enemies. One thought and you will lose the one you love forever. He laughed at himself in the mirror, looking coldly at this road of refining love, which was so thorny that it penetrated his bones.
"Xiao You, do you know that when I said goodbye in front of the city tower that day, all that accompanied me to sleep were nightmares."
"Then do you know that for me, you are the biggest nightmare."
He is a cold-hearted and ruthless foreign prince, galloping on the battlefield and guiding the country. The emperor is at his fingertips. He smiled coldly, swung his long sword, and blood stained thousands of miles, just for the return of his beloved.
"Follow me, and the world will crawl at your feet!"
"Let me go, and I'll help you dominate the world!"
He is a young king who is patient and ready to go. He leans on the railing and looks out over the mountains and rivers. Make plans and sit back and watch the tigers fight. His smile was cold. Want to escape? The road to hell is shared by the whole world.
"It's too cold in hell, you! Come down and stay with me!"
"Okay, a hundred years later I will have someone dig you out of the imperial mausoleum and bury me in it. I don't mind if you slept with me. Look, how nice it is."
Fighting broke out everywhere, and the chaos was blurred. In troubled times, they gallop their horses and whips in a life-and-death struggle.
Like flowers, beautiful and graceful. In the world of mortals, their time has been overthrown, and their love will last until death.