She - Chu Yanqing, a modern cold-blooded killer, was betrayed by her lover and died at the hands of her relatives. Once he traveled through time, he was reborn in the Longyu Dynasty of the Vast Sky Continent. As the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, she was abandoned by her biological mother at birth and lived in the Zilu Valley. Since then, she has been a Tsinghua scholar and traveled around the world;
He - Yu Xiaomo, His Royal Highness King Mo of the Longyu Dynasty, looks as gentle as jade, but is as cold as ice in his heart. He has had a look for a thousand years, and since the first time they met, that figure of pure water has become his lifelong pursuit;
He - Shangguan Heng, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Zichen Kingdom, is a wicked evildoer. When they first met, he looked at her teasingly and said, seemingly truthfully, "I can't repay you for saving me, I can only pledge myself to you."
He - Chu Muyan, the son of the prime minister of the Apocalypse Kingdom, was as cold as snow and kept others away from him thousands of miles away. Only when he faced her, he showed a cheerful face and said, "As long as you are well, I will be happy."
And him, him, him...
The entanglement, love, hatred, and hatred in this life, in the end, I realized that it was just a joke of fate. Thousands of years of grievances and obsessions have continued into this life. In the end, all they want is a world to lean on.
Small theater
Thousands of years ago
"I, Yu Xiaomo, swear here that I will spend my whole life, even if my soul is gone, to slaughter the Chu family to comfort my family." The man in white had blood-red eyes, and his former gentleness had long been replaced by hatred.
Chu Yanqing stood not far away with a pale face. Her lake-blue dress had already been stained with blood. Her eyes were full of despair, and she said sadly: "Yu Xiaomo, since you don't want to believe me, then let's break up our relationship. I would rather suffer the pain of reincarnation, just to never see you again."
Thousands of years later
"Qing'er, I will follow you to the end of the world." Yu Xiaomo looked at the woman in front of him quietly, with deep affection in his eyes. Chu Yanqing smiled slightly. There was no need to say anything else. Only she could understand what thousands of years of time had left behind. She slowly stretched out her hand towards Yu Xiaomo, and under the sunlight, the tightly intertwined hands shone brightly.