On a fine, sunny day, her kingdom fell.
In an age when rivers and mountains crumbled, blades and swords ran rampant, and China was stained with blood.
See how a frail, refined woman from the south survives in a savage age of chaos.
The Xiongnu, Xianbei, Jie, Di, and Qiang tribes were nothing to her.
After nearly ten years of roaming the martial world, she found empires as fleeting as clouds, and wealth and rank just as fleeting.
She, too, was lost in thought. But when she looked back, she saw that person in splendid clothes atop a spirited horse, gazing down at her.
