The phoenix rests on the sky, and the phoenix dances in the sky. But I am not a phoenix. I was born in the palace, but I am just like a little swallow, longing for a warm place of my own. The wheel of fate never turned as I imagined. I fell into an involuntary whirlpool and walked sadly towards the end step by step.
Yes, the supreme glory in the eyes of everyone in the world is just the end for me.
What I had gained was finally lost.
Let's look at how a generation of empresses rose from obscurity to world-wide power. Her heartache, blood and tears turned into nothing more than an indifferent smile on her lips.