He was originally the prince of the Southern Dynasty, a man of literary and military skills, and a powerful figure in the world, but because he was neither his direct descendant nor his eldest son, his pearl was hidden; she was originally the daughter of a meritorious official, in her prime, with extraordinary agility, but she was married into the palace on her behalf because her legitimate sister was in a coma. The sadness of contemporary marriage disappears. What awaits her is a love that transcends mountains and rivers, or is it a perseverance that transcends mountains and rivers? When he put on the royal robe, that falling figure frowned on someone's eyebrows...