A short story: (actually there are many short stories, let me write them slowly~)
The book begins with a volume about negative old alliances. The story is not long, so savor it slowly~
When Emperor Nan Lian was a child, he was thoughtful and had no plans left. After ascending the throne as emperor, he forgot his childhood promise in the ups and downs of power, and used poison to pierce his throat to lock his childhood playmate Yun Yuan in the position of regent, making him the most powerful person in his hands. Sharp knives are only late at night, only late at night. When Nan Lian went up to Zhaixinglou to drink alone, he saw the yellowed rice paper beside the swing. The evening breeze blew by, and he could take a peek at the simple figures and little turtles with immature strokes on the paper. After witnessing Nan Lian's profound love, these old objects tightly bound the emperor on the dragon throne to the old days that were hard to return to. Unfortunately, the love never lasted since ancient times, without exception.
Many years later, Yun Yuan, who had gained his freedom, thought about the old days thousands of miles away in Jiangnan, and all he could remember was "Everyone has his own ambitions." But the young man who gave up his lofty ideals at that time was still worn away by the power, and only a handful of bones were left to support his frail body, walking alone in the great rivers and mountains he once dreamed of.
What lies between the two is countless silences, suspicions, and power struggles. In this battle, there is no winner, whether it is the king who is firmly on the high platform or the general who is deeply in power.
In the end, only a sentence written by Shi Shugong was left, "In the end, the king bears the old alliance, and the love of the country is more important than the beauty." It left a lingering warmth in place.
