Deep palace.
Work at every step, until all mechanisms are exhausted.
The favored harem, how can I compare to that man who smiles gracefully under the peach blossom tree.
No matter how noble the position is, it cannot compare to those years of war. Life and death follow each other.
Weiming said that she was no longer her. Be cruel and ruthless.
When the song ends and everyone disperses.
She hid herself in the dusk. Tears sparkled.
In the dream, the scene from that year's draft appeared...
Now, her hair is all white.
The black hair turned white overnight.
She stood on top of the palace wall, tears streaming down her face.
That year, she finally failed him.