Palace battles, bloody massacres, brothers killing each other, swords and swords, not only love is buried. When everything goes with the wind, I am no longer myself. I bind myself to this world. From now on, I have nothing to do with the past. An orchid is just a memory from now on. I am just a weapon brought by fate. I tried my best to prove myself, but it turns out that this is destined to be a man's world. Struggle is just for rising. The posture of lust creates eternal memories. When my heart is exhausted and my love is buried in the soil, I disappear...