Too many stories are lost in the long river of history. The judgment of history by future generations will never be as good as the feelings of the people involved. When I stand at the pinnacle of power, suddenly looking back, you are still the only one by my side. No matter what role you play, as long as you are still here, I will feel at ease! I had no choice but to disguise myself as a man and watched my beloved marry into an enemy country. I finally understood that only by standing at the pinnacle of power can I control my own destiny and turn my hands into clouds and rain. . . . . . When history is serious, it is history, when it is not serious, it is just a story, are you right?