Vermilion Bird Ballad

In her previous life, she had destroyed her family’s century-old hegemony.

In this life, she met someone.

They were childhood playmates, allies who fought side by side on the battlefield, lovers who stuck to each other like glue, and also the most suspicious supreme kings. Their friendship, their persistence, and even their promises were hard to come by.

Wash away the lead, smile for the king, listen to the long flow of water.

Tears dyed the red face, so close that I don’t look back, leisurely watching the clouds.

Time flew by, and in one night, the red candle was gone, only to know that the black hair had turned white.

The world has changed, the red flowers have fallen on the road, and we will not meet on the road to the underworld.

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