In the troubled times of Kyushu, disputes are difficult to resolve. However, there is only one overlord. Looking at the bright moon, who is murmuring on the Jiuzong Palace: "You are right. It turns out that what I am chasing is just a dream. But when I wake up from the dream, you are no longer around me. The word "let go" is too heavy for me. Now I have finally learned to give up, and where are you?" The young emperor has no trace of it. With freedom and ease, he no longer felt the majesty from above. He was accompanied by the lingering sadness and the blooming epiphyllum in the dark night. In a trance, he saw the woman's face on the epiphyllum. The way he looked at her was so gentle, quiet and helpless. The woman smiled at him and called him softly: "Chen." He also smiled. He finally understood that even though the country was picturesque, it could never compare to her smile.
In the dark night, the man in black clothes who had been leaning on the treetop sighed: "We are just pawns in the destiny chart. We try to control our destiny, but in the end we are completely injured. Everything is already doomed." After that, he disappeared into the endless night.