Fifth life, she became the Princely Heir, he was the hostage, schoolmates and close friends, caught in the hatred between nations and families, both perished in the pursuit of power.
Sixth life, she became a Hunter, that winter, snow flew for ten thousand miles, the freeze was chilling, scarcely a soul in sight, she entered the deep mountains with a bow and arrow and encountered a bird, a truly beautiful bird, like a Phoenix among the mountains, she raised her bow, notched an arrow, then lowered it, and notched it again, several times, finally she let it down and turned to leave, only to be caught in an avalanche.... As she lay buried in the snow, she thought, actually, it's not that cold in the snow.
Seventh life, she became a Prince, dwelling long in the deep palace, hiding secrets, one day blood was spilled, ten miles of red silk, that lady standing by the lake with a glance back, burying the regret of two lifetimes.
