Stunning Splendor

He is an unparalleled young master with flying red robes, enchanting purple eyes, and eyes as cold as amber that look proudly into the sky. That year, there was heavy snowfall on the top of the snowy mountain. He stood proudly between heaven and earth like a coquettish poppy, with his red robe flying freely, his black hair pouring out like ink, his pair of purple demon eyes looking straight into the night sky like thousand-year-old ice, and the oars and oars disappearing in the palm of his hand. She was a member of the country's secret force and died heroically in a special mission. On her way back, her soul met the third young lady of the Feng family who was doomed. Because of a drop of tears, she came to this unknown world inexplicably. She is the third young lady of the first aristocratic family in the south of the Yangtze River. She is talented, extremely elegant, born with a precious life, pampered by her parents and loved by her brothers. However, she is jealous of beauty and has numerous fates. That year, Red Lotus Night. The lanterns are like red lotuses, the night is bright, the Feng family is all in plain clothes, the flags and curtains are fluttering, the cries are shrill, and the heart is broken, forming a strong and desolate contrast with the reunion day of thousands of families with lights. I don't know where the love comes from, but I'm passionate about it. He said: "Even if I sacrifice my country for her, I will never regret it." She said: "Hold your hand and never let it go." However, as the wheel of fate turns, the word "impermanence" follows it like a shadow. A song and dance breaks the heart, and two red petals are ground into juice, half poison and half medicine. . . . . .