Unmarked History of the Qing Dynasty

In the previous life, you and I held an exquisite Buddha bead in our hands and promised each other a lifelong love in the next life. However, the six reincarnations and Meng Po were ruthless. Even if I was branded with disfigurement and you buried cinnabar in your heart, you were still unable to compete with the passing of time and the moment of separation between life and death. In this life, passing through the prosperous Dream Emperor Tomb, whose eye corner touches whose eyebrow; whose smile can overcome whose tears; whose heart can carry whose reincarnation; whose palm prints can atone for whose sin. The past life and the present life are nothing more than a grain of cinnabar and a drop of clear tears.