Li Fengshui died on a rainy night in the south of the Yangtze River. The last thing he thought of was not Bai Yueguang in his arms, but Song Nanqing, an orphan girl who was always ignored by him. Destiny gave him a chance to come back - at the concubine selection banquet, he held Song Nanqing's hand.
He thought he had grasped salvation, but he didn't know that he was dragging everyone into a darker abyss. Under the palace, power is like a net, love is like poison, and all living beings are entangled and fighting in the established script, acting out a tragedy that has already been written.
And beyond all the noise, absolute silence is always present. It looks at love as an instrument of torture, memory as a cocoon, and life and death as trembling ripples in a cycle.
Until the blood soaks the country and the last soul is silent. That silence finally closed his eyes - when he opened them again, what he saw was "nothing" after all things had returned to ruins.
It turns out that the highest salvation is not to escape fate.
But at the end of all stories,
I found what I was holding in my hand,
It's the pen that can write everything.
Purpose: Feelings come first
