Although she belongs to the Boss, she prefers to be a princess, likes riding, jealousy and coquetry. It seems that she is just a jade carving child, and she has been loved since childhood, but because of her loyalty to Satan, she can't do what she likes. The battle alone in China finally ended, and she finally chose the best way for her, silence forever.
Fairy is very beautiful, Princess Sui,
Secretly help Chen people resist Yuwen.
Alone in China,
The beauty of cardamom dreams without trace.
In the afterlife, she reincarnated as a little witch with the heart of an angel, still clinging to love, and finally being able to be with her beloved.
Daxingcheng, Zhuquemen. Magnificent towers and ceremonies.
"I have come to see you on the orders of the holy one."
One man and one horse. That horse is tall and strong; That man, handsome and young. Wearing a scarlet shirt and red hair, it is strange that those eyes are blue and black.
This is the royal master?
This is the royal master.
He looked at the ceremony unhappily. However, it is not allowed to promote the Committee, which is a sacred purpose.
So he followed the etiquette and entered the imperial city. Suddenly realized that there was someone nearby. Looking back, it turned out to be a girl in pink, so she smiled.
That smile makes the lonely palace night clearer.
-Ning Ke small infanta "Looking back and smiling"
I can't tell which is the memory of Duguningke and which is my memory. It's only been ten years. Is it old? I remember millions of years, but I can't remember these ten years.
I really don't remember.
I saw the cry in Tuo Yuwen's eyes.
Although I can't understand what he is shouting.
After living for thousands of years, I understand a feeling called sadness for the first time.
I don't want to be a fairy, a devil, an emperor or a princess. I just want to be a human woman and love a man.
-Mumu "Naqin"
I've been looking forward to stopping and creating that afterlife. There is nothing to think about. Be loved. Lover. That's enough.
This time, this piano named Fuxi met the spirit of the Three Realms, and wanted to write off my hit doomed love.
Beautiful way. It won't be bitter to throw bones and raise dust. This is my will.
I know. Kunlun Mountain is the eye of Yue Ling in time and space.
The world in this piano is as silent as night.
But I beg you to see the smile on my face.
Yes, if you can still love, you won't suffer.
Mirror ... kunlun mirror.
Guess what?
Because it is you.
Because it is you.
-Non-painting "Yongnuo"
But make acacia live up to it, and Babel's blood will spill all his life.
She is tired. She fulfilled her mission and sent a jade harp, turning it into a fragrant soul.
He is tired. Unloading the heavy burden on his shoulders, he put on a cloth and became a civilian.
He took her with him to the west.
Time has lost history.
The story is not over yet.
In 749 AD, on the other side of the mainland, the legend continued.
Who else will remember the scene that shocked the two worlds before 133?
Those past events were just an affair and a dream.
-Du Guningke's "Just a Romantic Dream"