He, the last king in history, had struggled to support the precarious empire for twenty years with a broken and rotting body suffering from leprosy. He was surrounded by powerful enemies outside, there were conspiracies and undercurrents inside, and he was in pain. His eyes were withered, his body was rotten, and he suffered from bone-marrow torture day and night. He could not live or die.
She, a female doctor from modern times, dressed as a maid in the palace. In the entanglement of life and death, love finally grew firmly.
Most of the time the male protagonist in this article is just a rotting living dead wrapped in white cloth!
The heroine still fell in love with this extremely weak and extremely powerful "skeleton"
The last sentence, I am my mother