All of this seems to be in a dream. You are the daughter of the prime minister's house, and you stay with the one you love all day long.
None of this is like a dream. Even if you are the daughter of the Prime Minister, how can you break free from the shackles of the world?
I really hope this is all in a dream. Five years ago, the battle for the throne finally started again, with the family broken up and the lover missing.
All of this was really in a dream. I saw my former lover again, but the status was different, and I was speechless when we met.
Just looking forward to the tenderness of the past is not a dream, but it is an illusion. It turns out that there is no such thing as a lover, there are only strategies and tactics.
Finally, with my heart broken, I woke up from the dream and it felt like a lifetime ago.