Introduction
On the coldest snowy night in Chang'an, Shangguan Wan'er tied a strand of black silk to the goose's foot and sent it to Heishui Pass.
The young general Li Anche, wearing a broken armor, caught the gentleness in front of thousands of troops - like catching a beam of white moonlight, illuminating the long cold night at the border.
They spent three years of bloody battles and a piece of paper to write each other's names on the golden list and the battle flag across the flames of war, crime records, and mountains and rivers.
When the spring breeze blows open the apricot blossoms on Zhuque Street again, she wears her hairpin and becomes a member of the imperial family, and he takes off his armor and returns——
Then I realized that all the waiting was just to watch the moon of Chang'an side by side in the dim light.
Intention: Shangguan Wan'er