History is like smoke and dust, and how many past events are submerged in it.
Emperors, generals and ministers, ordinary people and women, true and false, false and true.
How many grievances and hatreds, dynastic struggles for hegemony
The ebb and flow of the tide have their own timing, and the rise and fall of a country has its own destiny.
A person's life is full of ups and downs, twists and turns. Is it fate that is the master, or is it the fault of ourselves?
Him and her, him and him, her and her, her and him, love and power, lost and gained.
In the end, who is the final winner?
Clear away the barrier of time and let us slowly search for the glory of the past!
Yalan and Li Ling, Yalan and Yatus, Yatus and Luo Lian, Luo Lian and Li Ling.
Chief of the Lan tribe, prime minister of a country, overlord of the South China Sea, and regent princess.
Princess Mohama, Prince Siraj, and Saint Meran.
Wait, wait, how are they entangled?