This is not the historical country we are familiar with, it is just an unknown love story, lost in the torrent of history.
A war leads to a lifetime of strife; a palace turmoil ruins the youth and bright future of many children.
The song of a lifetime, a few pairs of people, only stained by the world of mortals, but turned into desolate souls.
A sigh, how much sorrow, drinking wine to the moon, waking up alone.
I think back to those days when the men were smiling and the daughters were charming, and they were just passing through the mortal world. But now, there is no hope of laughter, no beauty, thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains, a solitary grave, and a desolate and desolate scene...
She is inexperienced in the world, unstained by the mortal world, she is smart and kind, she is the bright moon on the top of the snow mountain...
He, the prince of a country, is wise, deep, and restrained. He loves her deeply, but he can only watch her marry someone else...
He is the arrogant deacon and protector of Yuehua Palace. He is arrogant, chic, romantic, courageous, and powerful in martial arts. He is her ninth brother. She respects him and loves him like an elder brother and a close relative, but he has no intention of hurting her the most...
He is the young master of the Marquis, he is dandy, arrogant, and has a heart that wants to be a hero. He has always wanted to do something impressive; he married her for her, and let her go for her. Everything he did in his life was for her...
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