In the first year of Chengyuan, Zhao Yuan placed me under house arrest and became emperor.
The third prince, Zhao Ke, didn't like to talk much. He sat in the last row in the upper study room and no one paid any attention to him. Yelu Zhao, the proton sent from the grassland, was disowned by his biological father. He lived in the capital for five years and was not close to anyone. Zhao Yuan asked them to go to Fengzhou together. The road out of Beijing was difficult. The two carriages were in front of each other, and neither of them spoke to the other.
Who knows how long this road will take.
Intention: A proton who cannot return, and a prince who cannot be seen, are each looking for a home in the gap between steam and iron blood. In the first year of Chengyuan, everything had just begun. Returning to the abyss may not necessarily mean sinking, but it may also mean finding the root.