The setting sun has faded from the sky, and in the beautiful inner room of the Zichen Palace, the Keqing Queen is reclining on the beauty's couch, with golden bottles of fine wine, and her drunken eyes are recalling her life.
In this life, the three most important men in her life have left her.
The one she loved most abandoned her.
What she hates the most is not letting go of her.
The one she loves most is alienated from her.
Back then, I listened to Buddhist music in the ancient temple, and sang about the kings of ancient and modern times in the song "Dream of the Country". I drank three glasses of wine and two glasses of light wine. On the chess game, there were countless moves and mottled marks. Someone's smile was carved into the dream, and someone's tears flowed into the heart.
Nowadays, is it possible to still indulge in the supremacy of imperial power? I am drunk on the couch with golden bottles of fine wine, my black hair is flying, and I am dominating the court while my laughter is fading.