Chapter 30 Inscription

: "Where are the people from Qingzhong, they are still painters who cut eyebrows." () She stood there holding the pipa.Slowly twisting and then lightly closing, it's like whispering. Looking up, it is Han Gongyue.She moved between Yeting and Yongxiang.The emperor never thought of her, he had so many choices.Of course, forget her. At that time, she had only one hope in him, so she thought about him every night, missed him, and hoped for him. When I look at it again, the moon in the sky is not like the Han's moon, she has been away from the Han Palace for many years.Time flies behind.The man's face was old, and in her life, she was always tossing and turning, not only between men, but also between nations.

Until, green grass grew in the moonlight.Until, the beauty fell into the green mound.She closed her eyes and left the troubles behind, knowing that she no longer had to belong to anyone. Thousands of sorrows melt into still water, and the girl raises her clear face by the Xiangxi River. That smile eclipsed the history of the Han family. --Inscription