He is the thirteenth prince who is famous in Beijing. In his bumpy life for more than ten years, he has seen all the ways of the world.
Wearing a black robe and a slight smile, he concealed all the killing and bloodshed.
The love between brothers and sisters is deep, blood is thicker than water, and in his eyes it is just like a mustard ear.
Turning your hands becomes clouds, turning your hands becomes rain, bloodthirsty and gentle, and ulterior motives.
Three feet of green front, a sword mark, corpses scattered everywhere, and blood flowing like a river.
Relatives, people, lovers... Nothing else. For the supreme throne, for the great country, for the world, everything is disposable!