After sleeping for thousands of years, I lost my memory.
Lost together is the ability to believe.
The inability to master the art of dream interpretation allows me to always enter other people's dreams for no reason and get a glimpse of dust-laden memories.
I know that I have a noble status. I am the Primordial Girl of the God of War, guarding the heaven and the earth.
The second son seizes the throne, and the East Palace is in dispute because of me?
One is to protect me for thousands of years, and the other is to remain loyal to me forever. Are you sure I have such a good life?
I don't take it seriously and take it step by step.
Bullying the old age is righteousness, chanting Yu is benevolence, Beibei is loyalty, You Ye is love...
One by one, these piles in the chaos pushed aside the armor of thorns that covered my body, pricking my flesh, making it impossible for me to remain calm.
However, hasn't the human heart changed from simple and romantic to mellow and sophisticated since ancient times?
How can I go through this vast world of human affairs, endless life and death, and my heart that has gone through joys and sorrows and become stiff, and capture the first touch?
Can I regain my ability to love?