I woke up with no memory, but with black marks caused by poison.
In the sea of begonia flowers, the grievances of love and hatred are piled up like a volcano, just waiting to explode.
One is a cold-faced king, and the other is a female general in military uniform.
Falling in love forcefully, using and being used over and over again.
Along the way, thousands of miles of future have been paved, just to make you smile.
In this life, I have tasted all the bitterness and sweetness just to support you and stabilize my country.
Look, this is the country that a female general will build for you.
I am all yours, and the country is also yours.