Rivers of blood, fighting and cavalry, and bones buried for thousands of miles were the only way to achieve hegemony.
Huang plans the world and points out the generals on the stage, holding scrolls in his delicate hands to confer the title of emperor and marquis.
He is King Jin, a proud and unfathomable man who endures humiliation and heavy burdens. He decides to win every step of the way and kills every step of the way. He fights in the army to achieve the king's wishes despite his guilt.
She is a court lady, courageous, talented and weak-tempered, with ups and downs of love, hatred, and hatred. She is willing to live in exile with a disgraceful name, and would rather have her bones torn out and her heart to be pierced.
Conspiracy, darkness, breakup, betrayal, his and her lives are tied by a thread. In the past, they were shattered to pieces, and in the latter, they were walking on thin ice.
The light of the sword, the shadow of the wine in the cup, letting the moon close by the beacon fire,
Holding hands and knowing with both hearts, how can one care about the name after death and open a picture of a dynasty?