Original song: Red Chaos
Nianbai: it is not easy to be exposed, and it will fall again. People are dead, when will they return?
Not easy to be exposed.
It's a long night. When?
The whole world is turbid, but it is green and clear.
Wash away and chat comfortably.
Share the imperial seal with you when you are alive.
After death, the same point seeks wings.
What's the harm if it's hard for you to break your sleeves again?
Show one's heart gently
The emperor mourned the eternal silence of the mountains and rivers.
Beauty never sacrifices her life.
Who can escape the master's pen?
Right and wrong are comparable to writing about love.
Nianbai: It's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan. He's going to the most gorgeous, coldest and darkest palace in the world. At the moment he got into the sedan chair, he never looked back at Ding.
A delicate snowflake floated into the car, and Liu Xin watched the crystal on the sleeve disappear instantly, and himself, like this Bo Xue, didn't know where it would disappear. ...
Liu Xin: So, thanks? Ah ... I was destined to be a man in my previous life, so why ask again? ……
Liu Xin: This cup, Sheng Qing, how did you drink it when you got married?
Dong Xian: ... Married.
Liu Xin: Sheng Qing, you are mine, whether before or after death, always!
Liu Xin: Sleeves are valuable, but it's hard to dream any more. Please be kind to me! ……
Not easy to be exposed.
It's a long night. When?
Dynasties are rotten, unable to return to heaven.
Faithful, treacherous and chaotic temples are in ruins.
Dong Xian: After all, you didn't go back to Dingtao to find your lost life ... I didn't return anything to you after all. ...
It is not easy to be exposed, and it will be even harder to be exposed in the Ming Dynasty. When will people return after they die? Your majesty! This is your elegy, do you hear it? ……
Great men always lean on mountains and rivers.
Never sacrifice your life.
Who can escape the master's pen?
Right and wrong are comparable to writing about love.
Weeds grow fast outside Wuling Mountain.
Wei Shui flows like this.
Dreaming of death, tears streaming down my face.
I just want to renew the contract in the afterlife.
For thousands of years.