Duan Xiguang, the daughter of Concubine Jing, is naive and aloof, but has a similar affection for her childhood playmate, the Sixth Prince.
The jade lotus deep in the palace has a faint fragrance.
God is ruthless, and the red thread of fate separates lovers. Deep in the bones of the battlefield, his love is deep, but her love is still there.
Even if life and death are separated, even if the sky is far apart,
That kind of love is always there.