She is a beautiful woman, she looks back and smiles charmingly, her sixth palace pink and white are colorless.
He is an emperor, lying drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman, waking up to hold the power of the world.
As a general, he strategizes and wins a decisive victory thousands of miles away.
With a piece of paper and a personal edict, she was sent to the far away country of Jin. Thousands of words, how can it be so difficult to deal with one sentence of your orders?
With a similar face, he would not hesitate to live in the world for a long time. When the beautiful woman looks back, can she touch the tenderness in his silent eyes?
In a power struggle, he chose to push her into the arms of others with his own hands. As time passes, can the scars deep in my heart be diluted?
In the laughter and talk of the emperor's hegemony, it seems like a dream in the world. It was just a dream, and Wuhen woke up from the dream.
The floating life is like a calamity, and the lightning and flint are already a calamity in the dust.
Yan Ran: "God's will is like this, every detail is perfect. I met you in my most beautiful years. I only wish to forget you in the rivers and lakes, visit the corners of the world, and see the vicissitudes of the world. However, God's calculations are not as good as those of humans. One step is wrong, and every step is wrong. From now on, although we are so close, we are already far away..."
Heng Yan: "Some things belong to me, and I have to take them back exactly. Even if I give up, I have the final say."
Heng Heng: "Let's forget each other's past. It's a long road to becoming a king. Are you willing to join hands with me for a hundred years?"
Originally, all the misses were for a more beautiful reunion.
It turns out that all the waiting was worth it in the end.