Love and Hate in the Three Realms

Love left them covered in wounds. Love made them suffer beyond endurance, yet they still refused to let go.

They once wept and said they no longer loved each other, only to return to one another through fate.

Why? Why were they so persistent? Was it really just love?

No, it was more than that. How could they simply let go of all the years they had spent together?

She and he sat atop a hill, holding cups of clear water, and made a vow beneath the moonlight.

"We swear by the moon that we will never betray each other."

When they loved each other so deeply, how could either betray the other?

The divide between the Three Realms made them suffer beyond endurance.

"Give me a bowl of water from the River of Forgetfulness. I don't want to be Crown Prince anymore. I can't stay by your side."

Did they want to give up? No, never.

"I, Mo Yang, swear to Heaven that in this life I will love only Su Qingran. If I break this vow, may my soul be scattered to the winds."

No matter how many people they told about their troubles, no one understood. Only he or she could understand.

"Master, where are we going to play today?"

She was his salvation.

"Qingheng, promise me you'll protect me for the rest of my life, all right?"

She was his reason to keep living.

"I will never lose a battle. This is my home ground."

She was an inescapable responsibility.

Heaven had not turned a blind eye. At last, they were together... at last, they no longer had to wait in agony.