The beauty may be angry or angry, and her gestures are charming. There may be the reserve of meeting your sweetheart for the first time, or there may be the immaturity and innocence of not being deeply involved in the world, or there may be the viciousness of being immersed in the court and scheming. When choosing between beauty and country, heroes often prefer the latter. But when beauties are smeared with makeup and powder, and their temples are swaying in gorgeous clothes, the hearts of emperors are bewildered. What's wrong with bringing chaos to the imperial court, and what's so hard about excluding dissidents. When the past is annihilated and the glitz fades away, the brows and eyes change, and the beautiful face is just a drop of tears that others lament and sigh.