She learned the art of war at the age of three, took charge of government at the age of five, and quelled civil strife at the age of eight... The girl's slender but straight back supported the whole world. She gave up laughter and love for her younger brother, but what she got was the name of rebellion. She could only find a few words of description in unofficial history. Could it be that a genius can only be destined to fall into the falling leaves?