The makeup on the face has faded away from the east wind, pitiful butterfly powder and bee madness. Who can say the meaning from now on, a heart full of spring comes to Begonia.
Love is a crimson sadness. From birth, her destiny cannot be controlled by herself. She couldn't get what she wanted in her life, and couldn't love what she loved in her life. The more she tried to escape from the dusty web, the more she got involved in it. She was closely related by blood, hated by the country and the family. She was cautious at every step, and the agencies were too clever. From a carefree girl who was not familiar with the world to the eternal empress who ruled the world, she finally learned to accept herself and ushered in a new life.
Purpose: The road to the awakening of feminist consciousness