Cherished Love

The kingdom or the beauty in his arms, which mattered more?

Ha!

In the end, he chose his hundred thousand elite soldiers and handed her over to someone else.

Amid an army of thousands, she appeared in a flowing white robe, holding a seven-stringed zither, as if strolling through a courtyard.

She looked at him from afar. “What makes you think I couldn't defeat those hundred thousand soldiers?”

Her slender fingers moved, and the zither rang out.

Blood spread, corpses covered the land.

In an instant, the entire hundred-thousand-strong army was wiped out.

She looked at him tenderly and smiled faintly. “Do you regret it now?”

Then she turned and leaped into the bottomless abyss!

“No, don't...” He ran desperately toward her, but all he could do was catch half a sleeve.

“How could you be so resolute? How could you be so resolute!” In the lonely, empty sky, who was it that made the lament ring out?