The first time they met, when she was three years old, he was riding a tall horse in front of his house and invited his sister to be his princess. She was so envious of her sister that she got to marry the seventh prince of the current dynasty.
Goodbye, she has grown up, and he has become more and more powerful in the court. A sudden change, she almost became his dead soul.
He ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, and she entered the palace as a concubine with the blessing that her sister could not continue.
From the timid and cowardly second girl of the Ling family to the most beloved concubine in the harem, she walked step by step over the bones of countless people. What she finally got in exchange was his words: "Yun Mo, we will never meet again."
I'm drunk in Chang'an, but I still haven't woken up.
New people don't understand the old ways.
Mo Yan, the world is unparalleled by strategy.
Yongxiang is deep and empty.
Intention: This is another scene of the Tang Dynasty. Whether in the harem or the former dynasty, the most rare thing is sincerity