Whose heartstrings did that first glance touch? After a glance of thousands of years, I look back and ponder, is it a chess game of evil appearances, or is it the fate of three lives and nine lives?
Wearing masks, one of them is a rebellious prince of the dynasty, and the other is a scheming brothel owner.
Under the mask, there is a fool who has fallen into the dust of love and hate, and a madman who has fallen into the quagmire.
Next year, the east wind will pick up again in the small building. The words "I grow old together with you" that I once murmured while beating the war drum could not withstand the changes in the world and turned into a handful of loess.
The rebellious and arrogant prince is attacked by the sinister and cunning black killer X