She was the blade of Southern Liang, and a piece on Tang's chessboard.
She killed someone, and only then reclaimed her own name.
One blade crossed two dynasties. One entry lasted ten years.
The day the blade fell, she finally understood:
The lone wild goose had never been without a place to return to.
It was that very home that had sent her down this road with its own hands.
Theme: At its heart, this is a story about an elaborate identity fraud, and how someone finds her name and the right to choose amid hatred imposed upon her and truth kept from her. Nation, allegiance, love, and hate can all be manipulated. Yet a person's understanding of herself is the last inch of territory no one can take away.
