□□, The beginning of prosperity.
At the age of seventeen, he ruled the world. He was the young emperor.
He longs for love, searches for love, hurts those he loves, and is hurt by his love.
Time has made that beauty grow old in the blink of an eye, and how many lonely souls have been buried in the palace?
Three thousand beauties, so prosperous and fleeting, disappear in the blink of an eye.
However, the tenderness like water on the pillow was still left to accompany him to sleep.
He wanted them all to see his ruthlessness, his passion, his ruthlessness, and his infatuation.
No matter if you are favored in the harem, your black hair will eventually turn into white hair.
Just because he is the emperor who rules the world.
He is like a land of flowers, he has three thousand beauties, and he has grand plans for a prosperous age.
But all he wants is a simple answer
After a hundred years, who can accompany him?