The forest flowers have withered their spring reds,
Too hasty,
Helplessly, the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening.
Rouge tears,
Stay drunk together,
When will it be heavy?
Naturally, life grows and hates water.
He, Li Yu, was the emperor of the Ci dynasty. He was a mediocre monarch in the eyes of the world who was better than a woman. He inherited the ancestral system and kept a low profile, just to unify the country.
She, Ehuang, is the sweet daughter of heaven, and her life is destined to be with power.
He and she were supposed to meet in the splendid palace, but due to her younger sister's illness, it was postponed for half a year. From then on, the trajectory of fate began to deviate from the original trajectory...