She is the palace maid Zhao Yimei, and he is the King of Lu Zhu Yili.
He has worn a mask for half his life, being arrogant, domineering, and absurd. Everyone thought he was a loser - which was exactly the effect he wanted. Only she knew that beneath that mask was a poor man who was driven to a dead end by the "national war".
She was a concubine given to him by the Queen Mother. She had no status, only a sincere heart.
He annexed land, killed soldiers and horses, and set up private courts. The people called him "a crooked king worse than a dog", and the court officials accused him of being "arrogant and unethical". No one knows that half of those "evil deeds" were fabricated by others, and the other half were targets he took the initiative to hand out.
He couldn't let people see that he was awake, that he was available, that he was worthy of being pushed into that position.
After she died, he did the only thing in his life that was not a performance - he built an oversized mausoleum for her. The underground palace was bigger than his own. The court officials impeached, and the Ministry of Rites opposed it. He ignored it.
He also built an underground passage between his mausoleum and hers, hoping to find her after death.
He died before the passage was completed.
The two tombs stand side by side, resting on the same mountain and riding on the same water. The underground passage ends three meters in front of her tomb.
What I owe you in this life, I will pay you back in the next life.
——This is a love story about masks and reality, absurdity and affection, and an involuntary love story in a political whirlpool.
Intention: Love comes from the heart and has nothing to do with appearance