The ninth day of the first lunar month is the national mourning day of Anguo. At the beginning of the year, members of the royal family went to the Ancestral Temple to worship their ancestors.
The beginning of spring has passed, and the rice fields are covered with green grass. A few shepherd boys were playing on the haystacks, humming a nursery rhyme from the shore country: "On the ninth day of the first lunar month, the fireworks fell, and the little imperial city sang a nightmare song. The sun was setting in the sky, the earth was bleeding, and the other shore became a vast ocean."
The carriages and horses stopped, and Queen Hye Jung gently lifted the curtain. Looking out the window, except for some greenery on a few barren fields, the surrounding area is cold and desolate, with rocks and barren hills, and no trees growing there. Huizhen closed her eyes, her thoughts were flowing, and she was bitter and unspeakable. After the autumn harvest, there is an endless field of flowers on the other side.
Just like the bloody ocean flowing on this land that day.
Conception: