Can the lingering frost bell of Wanjue Temple, the curling smoke of Zichen Palace, and the birth of Princess Jishuang really save the declining country of Daqi?
He was born into a family of military generals, and three generations of the Ye family guarded the Daqi border. In the thirty-fifth year of the Zhengyuan Dynasty, he passed the first prize and was given a third-grade golden sword as a bodyguard. Ye Feng's life should have been filled with blood and blood on the battlefield.
Wolf smoke rises, and wherever horses tread, the country is stained with blood. Yelu Liang came with his troops, not for territory or wealth, he just wanted the sweet smile deep in the apricot forest.
Stained by wind and frost, fallen heroes remain
The entangled life of the three people sang a tragic song of the Daqi Dynasty.