Miserable, tearful, love to death. I cried faintly, for their unrecognized love
She was a beautiful white swan, and he was an ugly ugly duckling. She was a noble princess, and he was a lowly servant. She was inside the wall, he was outside the wall. She died miserably, and he lived alone. Their love is not blessed by the world, and their love continues from generation to generation. He said, "The shadow is at the feet of the princess." She said, "Wai Ji is in Hui Rou's heart." She pointed to her heart and said, "Wai ji, you are trapped, trapped here. He took her hand and replied, "I am willing, trapped forever." ”
They were married, but they could only be a one-night couple. They were husband and wife, but they never really had the joy of fish and water. Their fate begins when she was born and has no end. Their first, to be precise, was the first time he saw her, from the small lake where the moon was shining, and she prayed for her father's blessing. The last gift he left for her was a blue shirt soaked in her tears. They laughed, tears in their eyes, looking forward to the vicissitudes of the next life. They were crying, smiling like flowers, looking forward to seeing them again in the next life.
From then on, she lay quietly in the dark coffin, her soul flying, waiting. He stood alone in the empty wilderness, life playing alongside and guarding. He was her tomb keeper, the greatest gift that the times had given them.
She was the eldest daughter of the most benevolent emperor in history, Emperor Renzong of the Great Song Dynasty, Zhao Huirou. He was her green plum bamboo horse, serving her personal attendant for nearly twenty years, Liang Huaiji. Their stories come from real history, from Lady's "Lonely City Closed" in Milan, and from "Qing Ping Le" in the noonday sun.
She is Ren Min, he is Biancheng.