+++The General Who Guards the Nation's family had only one child in each generation, but with this generation, the family line came to an end. The devoted general's wife died in childbirth. As she lay dying, she clutched the general's hand and whispered, "Take good care of my child."++++To honor his wife's final wish, the devoted general raised his only daughter as a boy from childhood, even sending her into battle. The young, iron-blooded general in everyone's eyes is actually a beautiful woman. The only person she loves is an easygoing prince who likes wearing red and performing opera. See how they rekindle their love.++++At the grave, he performs a play. This remarkable man, whom the world believes to be a lover of men, has sorrow in his eyes and sings with such pain that everyone who hears him weeps. In the end, he receives the joyful news that he and his beloved are not separated by life and death, and cries with happiness.++++When they reunite, he learns that his beloved is a woman. The performance touches the heart, tears glimmer in their eyes, and they rekindle their love, vowing to cherish each other for all their lives.++The prince was born in the filthy, bloodstained imperial palace. As the late emperor's posthumous son, he was doted on by his elder brother, who treated him like a father. The Dowager Consort was a spy from an enemy kingdom. After lying in wait for years, she sought to throw the court into chaos and poison the new emperor with a foreign toxin. To repay his brother for raising him, the prince took the poison in his place. Though the poison was cured, he was left frail and sickly, and extremely sensitive to the cold.++He has no interest in politics and is pure of heart and desire, caring only for opera. He knows the imperial family is utterly heartless and that even blood ties cannot save him, yet he chooses to be kind, helping his brother spread benevolence and improve the people's lives. So when people suspect him and the general of being lovers, the people do not take offense. They simply reflect that people have many sides.+++
