The Langya Wang family is a family of hairpins, a family of generals and prime ministers, a family of famous empresses, and a model of refined scholars. A relative of the royal family, the most prominent family, a rich and powerful family. Wang's people are like orchids and bamboos in quality and like ice and snow in nature. But listening to the rain in front of the steps, the sky is bright, and the joys and sorrows are unpredictable. If you don't see Wang's monument erected, all the pomp and glory will be gone, and all the honors will be burned. Don't you see that the Wang family monument is erected, the decaying grass blocks the sun, and the Wang family hall's swallows fly into the ordinary family.
Ten years ago, she was originally a child of the Wang family with extraordinary talents, but she became the heir of a criminal minister overnight. From then on, there was no Wang family in the Yun Kingdom, and the prosperity of the Wang family withered away.
Many years later, after returning from the bloody battle, there are undercurrents surging, countless conspiracies through the ages, and sudden changes in the court. The beauty of the boudoir is gone, the three kingdoms are fighting, beauties are plotting, and the world is plotting. He holds the fate of others in his hands, but he cannot hold the throat of his own fate. He can sing peach blossoms, but he cannot stay with his lover. This is the enchanting rose blooming in the blood-red destiny, the eternal love.