The beauty of cardamom enters the royal family, but the hatred turns into a flower.
My heart is attached to the bright moon and I ask where I can see it. It turns out to be a knot in the heart of the world of mortals.
The queen, the eldest sister, and even the former concubine Qiong, who has not regarded you as the one who will depend on you for the rest of his life? Who else deserves your true love and affection? Your Majesty, you have always regarded this harem woman as your pawn to control the previous dynasty, but now you are here to have sex? Don't you think it's ridiculous?
A lifetime of dreams of red rain, tears of youth, fragments of sentences turned into paintings