Everyone knows that Princess Ling is just a canary, raised in a boudoir and hidden in a deep palace, but she does not have the heart of an emperor. Until the whole house was slaughtered and blood flowed like a river. He fell to his death from the building, with snow falling all over his head and his heart feeling cold. Xiao Xuyue swore that the person who betrayed his heart would fall from the high position to the bottom, and his heart would be pierced by thousands of arrows, and he would not be able to die!
Once drunk, she deepened her bond with the noble prince. She was at ease outside her room, while he was on fire inside. There is a fine wine in the Western Regions called Xiangsi Zi. Drink it and you will see your sweetheart.
He knew that she was a pale bamboo with only shadow, which he could not grasp or touch. Of all the things in the world, love, hate, anger and ignorance, love is the only thing that cannot be sought, cannot be sought, and hard to give up when it is obtained.
With dappled light and shadow in her firm eyes, she said: "Things in the world are subject to the cycle of cause and effect. I believe in fate, but I don't believe in fate." The young man in blue promised her, smiling wildly, "You are the blade. If one day you can't hold back, I will be your scabbard!"
The dust has settled and the old friend is no longer there.
I didn't intend to draw the wind, but I just caused the mountain torrent by being lonely and arrogant.
He said: "The great rivers and mountains are not as charming as her."
It's another year, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the peach blossoms on people's faces reflect the red color. He held the horse in one hand and the flowers in the other, watching her be alone.
"My master has already given the betrothal gift, but Miss Xiao wants to escape from the marriage?"
She couldn't laugh or cry, "Where's the betrothal gift?"
"One person, one horse, one peach blossom."
