Another kind of time travel, fast forwarding a hundred years, Ling Zheng wanted to retire, but was thrown into the Kangxi Dynasty by the system - becoming a fifteen-year-old empress dowager, facing the eight-year-old lonely emperor Xuan Ye. She turned her guilt for the untimely death of her "son" into the lights of the side hall, the almond cheese, and the only warmth in the young man's long night. Years pass and young people grow up. The palace walls were locked tightly - she stepped back step by step, and he pressed closer. She thought she was raising a child, but he raised her to be the only unspeakable Haitang in her heart.
