As the saying goes, before a person is born, this life has already been written on the wheel of fate.
But she just didn't believe it. I only wish I could ride a horse between heaven and earth and ride a boat in the mist.
Thunder breaks out from the ground, as violent as her,
Suddenly one day,
Detained in this narrow palace,
Accompanied by the cruel but sincere Lord Marquis,
He tried his best to help him approach the pinnacle of power step by step.
Then, what awaits her is a silent fight in the harem? Or leave your name in history with dignity?
Everything is a variable. The future is unknown.
The wheel of fortune is still spinning slowly,
She didn't want to let him down even if he was sincere or fake.
I just woke up from a deep sleep under a tree one day in my twilight years,
It is no longer possible to distinguish between this life or past lives.