She was not resentful. She was waiting to be reborn into an ordinary family, and she only wanted to live happily ever after, but she was tricked into entering the palace. She was separated from her lover by a palace wall, but was as far away as a thousand mountains.
In the harem of that dynasty, there were also fights, and no one would hesitate to resort to any means to survive.
The time has come for me to be born, and when I am satisfied, I choose my heart and give up what I love.
The encounter of choice, even if there is only a moment of brilliance and death in the palace, it is still resolute.
In the late night wind, there are waves of silence.
Love is beyond my control. I will not regret it when my wings are broken, but my love will die.