The country of the Ming Dynasty was in turmoil, and others lamented the innocence of a child, but he looked down upon the strangeness of the temple and the rolling clouds.
Young and handsome, charming and tolerant, who would have expected that he would be disrupted by a little girl.
"Your Highness is kind, generous, and open-minded. In my opinion, you are just a jealous, dissolute, and deceitful person!"
"As a husband, you deserve it."
The empty shirt next to the pillow is filled with wind and clouds, and a palace wall is left in ruins.
Love is no match for love. Thoughts come and go, and it has been ten years of traces and ten years of heart.