The history of palace battles for thousands of years has been bloody and bloody. The emperor has always been ruthless, the beauties have shed tears, and the lonely phoenix tree has locked up the autumn in the courtyard.
He was the only one who could write poems with the hand-held pen of killing and conquering and guiding the country, reciting a sentence about "Guan Ju Jiu" and "On the River Continent", his eyes as affectionate as the sea traveled through hundreds of years, leaving behind for future generations a piece of emperor's unparalleled love.
Hold her up like a star and the moon, give her a lifetime of tenderness. After several farewells, I remain determined and determined to travel through mountains and rivers with her hand in hand.
Unfortunately, the fate of this life is shallow.
Without you by my side, what does the world mean to me? I just hope that we will meet again in the next life, live happily together, and die together in the same coffin, holding hands for eternity, without saying goodbye.