My mother said that although peaches and plums are beautiful, they are not as beautiful as red plums.
Twenty years ago, the goddess became the king's puppet. The king took back part of his divine power, and the royal power once again reached a new peak.
An Shu originally thought that this had nothing to do with her, but from the beginning, she was inevitably involved in this dispute.
My mother said it was bone-chilling that day, freezing my blood and breath.
But she was only a ten-year-old child at the time and could not understand her mother's words. She only knew that the plum blossoms outside the window that day were as bright as rouge, like red clouds, pure but charming, so she entered the palace with her twin sister and waited for the divine selection as a candidate for the goddess.
She didn't understand what this meant until her sister died because of the conspiracy and she was exiled to the border.
At that moment, she truly understood her mother's gaze.
When she was young and riding in a carriage to enter the palace as a candidate, her mother's eyes were on her.
Sad, sad, desperate, unwilling.
But my mother said that the cold wind was biting my bones, and the plum blossoms stood proudly, living up to my beauty.
She didn't know how her mother found her.
She also didn't know the meaning of her reunion with her mother.
After all, this is a dead end that must be lost.
"My child, go and bring your sister back, crush fate and command it to give way. Even if the cold air hurts your heart, don't forget the red forest in the snow."
Use the retracement brought about by repeated deaths to survive with your sister, and escape from the mire-like palace and the swamp-like kingdom.
But every time you look back, you have to pay the price of death. Every time you die, you will lose an original memory.
"You will forget your original intention and everything, but don't forget me. You are the last person who can prove that I existed."
Intention: Struggling to give up, but keep moving forward