Who can hold my hand and arrest my madness for half my life?
Who kisses my eyes and covers my half-life wandering.
In the prosperous and peaceful times, the man smiling like water under the flower tree said with a smile that it was just a sweet dream...
In the prosperous age of peace, the arrogant and fierce emperor holding a sword in the world told her with burning eyes that this was the world he wanted.
But in the end, who failed whom? Who saved whom?
In the face of conspiracy, betrayal and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, what is love?
Her innocent eyes were dyed with bottomless color. At this moment, she finally made a choice.