In the desert, she carries a mission. No matter how reluctant you are to give up, you will never look back if you choose. Her life was full of ups and downs, her identity was misleading, and where was her destined emperor?
The desert is solitary, and flocks of wild geese are flying one after another; the sun sets over the long river, rolling up the weeds in the northern part of the country and wreaking havoc.
Who is singing the pipa language, so desolate and desperate?
And who is crying alone to the moon outside the desolate Great Wall in the dead of night?
Family, country, and responsibility all weigh heavily on this young beauty. It was so heavy that it was unspeakably painful. See how the green hair turns into a head of white snow, and how the green mound is left alone to face the dusk...
The process is painless! !
The ending is just a little sad