I come from the Zuo family. My family has never made any earth-shattering achievements since the founding of the country, and it has never monopolized power in the court. In the past seventy years, the Zuo family has neither grown nor declined. My grandfather was the last of the six prime ministers in the dynasty, and was only a civil servant; my father was one of the five governors of the Imperial Guard in the capital. Although the Zuo family was not famous for a while, in the 70 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Zuo family has always had an unshakable status. This is our way of survival. I am my father's fourth daughter, Zuo Ran, who carries the fate of my family and will soon enter the palace to continue the existence of the Zuo family.
I don't want to write too much intrigue, and since I have a limited mind, I only write about the feelings I like. Zuo Ran's character should be similar to mine, just more idealistic. Not willing to erase human nature, I only write about my Zuo Ran.
Intention: Flowers will eventually bloom and fall