[Cold Couple] The Empire in My Hands

Between heaven and earth, a human life is like a white colt flashing past a crack in the wall, gone in an instant. If life is only a fleeting glimpse through the years, why have I exhausted everything I have just to find that peerless glance, as brief and brilliant as a startled swan? In the smoke and turmoil of the Jingnan Campaign, was it nothing more than laughable wishful thinking, or a struggle beyond my abilities? However much time changes the world, I am still the one who cannot have you. A terrible story, a historical fanfic. Zhu Di x Yun? If that's a dealbreaker, please steer clear. Please go easy on me if the characters are out of character. Theme: