The loneliness in the palace, the beauty's fate, and the youthful beauty of half a lifetime have finally turned into smoke and clouds of the past. I, Ling Shuo, was originally a princess of South Vietnam. When I was eighteen years old, I was innocent and lively. I am often full of imagination about life. And he is the only man who has ever entered my heart. But luck can play tricks on people, and the beauty will not betray the old man.
