Legend says that when the blood-red flower blooms, a thousand-year-old ice jade and ten thousand years of heart's blood can trade a moment's death for a lifetime of life.
Scene One:
He blocked her path. "Has anyone ever told you how heartless you are? One moment you call me your husband, and the next you turn around and act like you don't know me."
Her mouth twitched. This guy had changed his tune again.
Scene Two:
She raised her chin and said proudly, "Everyone in Yezhou knows I'm a man who likes to dress as a woman!"
He bowed his head, his voice serious and resolute. "If you're a woman, I'll pledge my life to you and tie our hair together in marriage. If you're a man, I'll gladly be your lover. Are you satisfied with that answer?"
Scene Three:
He held the woman in his arms, her clothes in tatters and her body streaked with blood. Gently wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, he shielded her against his chest. "I told you that you can't do without me. Look what you've done to yourself!"
Then he turned away, leaving behind a single word: "Die."
In this life, he was fortunate enough to meet her, and from the very start, she became his antidote. She, in turn, was fortunate to be chosen by him with unwavering resolve and protected for the rest of her life.