In the spring breeze and drizzle, the peach tree that the emperor loved was still blooming quietly under the eaves.
"Why does the emperor like that peach tree so much?" Asked the new maid.
The old grandma warned: "Don't talk nonsense... Be careful of losing your head, that is a taboo in the palace."
At that time, Han Yiyao was just a prince who kept quiet about the world, but the peach tree tied his lifelong love.
Flowers bloom every year and fall every year.
The peach tree is still missing and nothing has changed.
"I have sat on the throne, why don't you come to see me?" Han Yiyao whispered under the peach tree.