The general vaguely remembered that day when his beloved princess got married. She was dressed in red like blood, but he was not the one who married her. He carried the people and the country on his body, and she also carried the people and the country on her body. The princess once asked him if he would elope with her before getting married, and his answer was rejection, because Because he is the country's general, and she is the country's princess, they cannot be willful. Because of their responsibilities, the general can only watch his beloved princess marry to the Western Regions, but he can't do anything. He hates his own powerlessness, hates that he can't protect her, and let her protect the country. No one understands the pain in his heart, and no one understands the desolation in her heart.