Your Highness, Who Traveled Through Time, Begs for Mercy.

"The harp and harp are at my disposal, and the years are peaceful. I would like to hold my hand and grow old together with you." That day, under the sycamore tree, he held her hand and whispered a promise. Her smile was as bright as a flower: "I promise you a happy life, and I will give you a smile to make you happy." My hometown is Chang'an, and Chang'an will eventually return to my hometown... This is his relationship with her. "Why? Why would he use my name? Then who am I?" She was suddenly confused. "Protect her! If the world fails her, I will destroy the world! No one among my people can hurt her!" He protected her in his arms. "Let me go. The feeling of truly loving someone is as long as you are safe every year, even if you never see them again." There was only despair in her eyes... Who has this complaint against? A story, a love, three thousand pieces of weak water, only a spoonful to drink, a vast sea of ​​people, only one heart. (I hope every story I tell can bring you a different mood~)