Is it really a peaceful and prosperous age? The strict regulation of the government, the discipline and arrangement of the soldiers, the people living and working in peace and contentment... But the rulers of Shengda were complacent about this. The saying goes, "It is easy to win the world, but it is difficult to defend it." It goes like this. Later generations did not value the results of the late emperor's iron sword battle, and indulged in arrogance and indulgence in peace and happiness, resulting in excessive dissipation and resentment among the people.
Since then, the dust has been billowing, people are in panic, hunger and death are everywhere, and the future is bleak. Who is the true owner of the artifact? Who is a good king who cares about the people? Who can protect the people from danger throughout their lives? Overt and covert fights, bloodshed, and destruction, the misfortunes of war continue; abandoning one's family, abandoning children, bereavement, and loss of power, the misfortune continues...
The woman grew up carefully. Once upon a time, my heart was as pure as water, my smile was as sweet as honey, my dancing sleeves were fluttering, and my singing voice was curling, like a nimble fairy or a hibiscus emerging from the water.
Growth brings pain. I could have ended my life in an ordinary and calm way. Poor, out-of-this-world makeup, graceful figure, outstanding singing and dancing talents, noble and prominent family background, and the weakness of being a woman have all destined her to live a life of unhappiness.
Just like a cicada changing, just like breaking out of a cocoon, the emergence of pain cannot usher in a joyful life. Where will she go...