Your Majesty, Stop Chasing Me. Your Majesty Does Not Have You in My Heart.

Everyone said that Xia Nantang was the most respectable woman in this palace. The emperor bestowed upon her the utmost honor and favor, bestowed upon her the honor of the Sixth Palace, a son and heir, and a stable life for half her life. But no one knew that the white moonlight in her heart had long been buried in her bones and pierced by thousands of arrows. On the day Shen Che died in battle, heavy snow covered the palace walls in Kyoto. He fought a bloody battle and narrowly escaped death. He tried his best in battle and only asked for a marriage and to take her out of the palace. In the end, only her body was left, and she was never seen until her death. Later, the young emperor, who was sitting thousands of miles away, suddenly woke up and spent the rest of his life silently guarding and accommodating in every possible way. But the red wall is thousands of feet long, and the frost and snow have all fallen. The old man is gone, the original intention is dead.