The Remaining Dreams of Ye Palace in the Burning Winter of the Northern Qi Dynasty

"The snowfall in the second year of Wu Ding covered the frost and cold of Zhumen and the bustle of Qingshi, but it left behind the childish words of the past and separated us from life and death." At that time, Rouran's marriage alliance had been finalized, crushing their nascent love. Is the fate too shallow, like the morning dew in spring, it has dissipated before it can illuminate each other? Or is it fate that makes us destined to only look at each other from a distance and never be together again? Who knows, there are thousands of dust nets, but one thing will slip through the net? The death knell of Princess Ruru has not yet stopped, but she dragged her dress into the Changguang Palace? When Yuanzi was born, he ascended the pepper room and later became the most beautiful touch of vermilion in the palace of the Northern Qi Dynasty. Whose branches seem to be smiling but not smiles, and whose words cannot hide the sadness in the palace? Until she protected Zhizi in the palace, only to witness Zhizi become a soul under the sword. The phoenix crown and pearls are originally made of bones and blood After losing her lover and son, in order to comfort herself, she secretly exchanged human fireworks with devotion and Tan Xian After this joy was interrupted by her eldest son, she lost her freedom and used her niece as bait to enter the palace again. Unexpectedly, Lu Lingxuan's slanderous words were like gold dust and poisonous wine, causing her to personally drag her niece down from the throne. But she still treasures the pearl buried in the snow After Qi's death, she went through all the ups and downs, and finally put aside all the love, hatred and resentment in the world. The mortal world was burned out and she spent the autumn with a candle. In the sound of wooden fish in Xingshan Temple, she remembered the snow in the second year of Wuding. The childish words like duckweeds in the troubled times were already the end of a broken dream, with no echo, only heartache. Is it because Xue missed the chance? Or is fate born in the light of swords and shadows? Is it redemption? Is it a penalty? Is it evil? Or was it that the snow that held the snow in those days finally settled into frost?