Looking at the imperial capital from afar, there are thousands of miles of green mountains and a river that lasts for generations. Behind the picturesque imperial estate, there are bones and blood flowing like water.
Ten years ago, she was trapped in the Chenglu Palace, and he, dressed in blue, fell seriously ill overnight and risked his life to help her.
Ten years later, she was imprisoned in the Palace of Everlasting Hatred, and he, in the snow robe, killed her nine clans and destroyed her country with his own hands.
He said, I will wait for you to pledge my body to Ji Ji;
He said, how can a beautiful person like jade stand up to thousands of miles of mountains and rivers?
This love is like a moth rushing to the fire; this hatred is like blood and cinnabar.
Buried on a cliff, once you wake up, everything has changed.
In the treacherous imperial palace, every step of the way is being guarded, but the truth is so painful that it makes people want to die.
A long song of troubled times, a golden war and an iron horse, but a little love turns the heart into ashes.
The sky is flaming with flames, the country is stained with blood, the nine-tiered imperial palace is turning to Qingyin, who is she who has dreamed of her for ten years and would rather die than let her down?
Sometimes, some love is not lost to time, life and death, but to desire.
After ten years of obsession, deep love turns into madness; once the country is destroyed, hatred locks eternal happiness.
(Not time travel, not rebirth, misplaced love about imperial power, life and death, sadomasochism)