Drunk new imperial concubine
The snowflake that year fell on the plum blossom and opened a branch.
There were too many sorrows left by Huaqingchi in those days.
Don't say who is right or wrong.
I just want to get drunk with you again in my dream.
Scratching your head is a gift from you.
Colorful feathers sang and danced for you several times.
The sword gate is your deep miss for me.
Under the ponytail slope, I am willing to break the beauty for true love.
Love and hate moments.
Raise a glass to the moon.
Love and hate are boundless.
When did you fall in love?
Chrysanthemum terrace reflects the bright moon.
Who knows my love is cold in my heart?
Drunk in the king's arms
Dream back to the love of Datang
Scratching your head is a gift from you.
Colorful feathers sang and danced for you several times.
The sword gate is your deep miss for me.
Under the ponytail slope, I am willing to break the beauty for true love.
Love and hate moments.
Raise a glass to the moon.
Love and hate are boundless.
When did you fall in love?
Chrysanthemum terrace reflects the bright moon.
Who knows my love is cold in my heart?
Drunk in the king's arms
Dream back to the love of Datang
Chrysanthemum terrace reflects the bright moon.
Who knows my love is cold in my heart?
Drunk in the king's arms
Dream back to the love of Datang