Gold tiles and red walls surrounded the sky in all directions. She came from a noble family and entered the palace by decree. What is imprisoned by the palace walls is the endless years of loneliness and the endless struggle. The life of a harem woman, no matter how colorful and full of spring beauty, cannot escape the fate of fading away and being crushed into dust. Who cares that they are in despair. How many rugged and long distances have you traveled, how many mountains and rivers have you trudged? After several narrow escapes, he finally ascended to the throne. Who would have thought that there would be a torrential storm on top of the Golden Summit? The best years of your life, you can't leave them behind, you can't let them go, you can't forget them, but you can never go back.