At that time, she was the daughter of a censor, and she survived the tragedy of having her entire family beheaded; but he was the son of the powerful prime minister, and he joined the army at Zijingguan to stay away from the glitz of the capital.
At that time, she was the king's favorite concubine, and she met him by chance at the border military camp; but he was an unsuccessful young general, tightly bound by fate, unable to advance or retreat.
At that time, she was the orphaned concubine of the late emperor who died young, and as a mentally retarded woman, she shouldered the heavy responsibility of supporting the country; but he was a hero who composed poems and a rebel who killed her husband.
She and him were like two intersecting straight lines, always hurriedly colliding into a gorgeous intersection, and then gradually drifting apart.
Those who make war will eventually die in war. In this troubled world, no matter which path you take is right, no matter which path you take, it will be doomed.
God's will is always difficult to ask, but human feelings are always sad and difficult to express! Broken halberds sink in the sand, the hero is gone, listen to the sad song of the long sword, the horses neighing on the ancient road... In this troubled world, no matter which way you go, it is right, and no matter which way you go, it will be doomed.