Love does not know its origin, but it goes deeper and deeper. The living can die, the dead can live, life cannot be with death, and death cannot be resurrected. This is not the end of love.
He is the emperor, but he longs for freedom. He holds supreme power, but he can't decide everything. Under the heavy shackles of fate, in that cold palace wall, he was so depressed that he couldn't breathe~
Until she appears
Her appearance made him feel that the bleak time had a touch of tenderness, the cold palace walls had a touch of warmth, and the lonely heart had a touch of warmth~
Through layers of dust and fog of history, passing through more than three hundred years of time,
We finally know,
It turns out that within that thick red wall, pear blossoms once accompanied crabapples~