Spring Ember Ci

The embers of spring will not leave the world, and the begonia will be without snow for the rest of my life Xue Shu, the pearl of Xue Mansion, is as bright as the bright moon and as bright as glass. Xiao Guanqi, the crown prince of the Qing Dynasty, is a man of extraordinary beauty and has the world at his heart, but he is burdened with the prophecy of "the destiny of a born emperor" and the cruel fate of "the most intelligent person will be injured". A decree of marriage cuts off the thread of love like a cold blade. She was forcibly married to the concubine of the general's palace and imprisoned. And he was walking on thin ice amidst the strife in the court and the suspicion of the emperor. When the flames of war ignited in the Four Kingdoms and the barbarians were knocking on the gate, they entered the game and joined hands to fight against the powerful officials, quell the rebellion, and resist foreign aggression. But fate is like a knife. There was heavy snowfall all over the sky, and he passed away in her arms with a smile. After all, he could not wait for the promised spring begonia. "Don't cry... Look at that Haitang Chunshen for me..." Kiss her palm with the last residual warmth. The edict is like blood, boiling through the mountains and rivers: "I entrust the world to Xue Shu and wish you good health every year." From then on, the noble daughter Xue Shu of the aristocratic family, with her lover's flesh and blood and unfulfilled wishes, held a sword and armor, stood at the top of the sky, wore a black robe and a phoenix crown, and took charge of the country that was forged with love, bones and blood. The begonias on the palace wall finally bloomed, shining brightly across the mountains and rivers, but there was no one to share the youthful glory of that tree with her. It turns out that the most painful nirvana is to burn away the ashes of obsession, anger, love and hate, and to keep an old covenant that will never come back to life on top of no one.