The dependents are living happily, and prosperity is like a dream. Who can tell me the promise of this life? One of them is an upright and unyielding high-ranking prince who benefits all the people, one is a noble royal businessman who is patient and cruel, one is a free and uninhibited and arrogant outsider, and the other is the extremely ambitious Prince Yongrong who died with regrets. They are exposed to power, war, and wealth, and they always treasure in their hearts a woman who they want to love and cherish for the rest of their lives. One of them is a mixed-race girl who is tough, intelligent, kind and smart, one is a cheerful and resolute purdah lady who is desperate for revenge, one is a young lady with unparalleled talents, and the other is a hearty woman who gives up her life for love but gives up love for her self-esteem. They are as pure as clouds, as freehand as the wind, and as bright as the stars. They are self-reliant and self-reliant, composing a hymn of women in troubled times. A word of encouragement many years ago, a decisive farewell many years later. A hug many years ago, an arrow piercing the sky many years later. There was a word of respect many years ago, and many years later we became strangers. The west wind blows slowly, and when I look back, I see that it is just a frivolous life, a fleeting life...
