The pear blossoms are about to wither again, and the embroidery quilt is spring-cold tonight. Silence locks the red door...
How many women's fates have been locked up by those high palace walls?
She once swore that she would never confine her life to that prosperous but desolate place!
But fate just let her meet him.
...
The most lonely emperor's heart.
He holds thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in his hands, but he can't keep the little bit of happiness in his palms.
When everyone shouted long live and congratulated him, she was the only one who said: "Don't be sad."
He still remembered that day, when the moonlight was like water, filling the sky and the earth.
Just for this sentence, he couldn't just watch her leave.