She said," Baili Che, Nalan Qinghuan isn’t a gentle and virtuous lady. She won’t stay at home and do the housework for you. She won’t do the laundry and cook for you."”
"How can a yellow oriole stand shoulder to shoulder with an eagle?" he laughed.”
She said,"Although Nalan Qinghuan is well versed in the affairs of the world, she is unruly, lawless, and willful. Perhaps one day, he would be interested in destroying the world.”
He looked indulgent.”
She said," Nalan Qinghuan is a jealous tyrant. If you are determined, you can only have this woman in your life. No matter what, you cannot provoke others.”
He kissed her finger and said slowly,""There are three thousand weak waters, but only one scoop."
She smiled and deliberately made things difficult for him.”
He also smiled, but his tone was still serious."Life and death follow."
Nalan Qinghuan’s life. He was not afraid of the mortal world. What she relied on was not just a man’s deep love.
A song of joy.