Paused, but definitely not a trap
Zhao Qingzhou finally ascended to the throne after going through all kinds of dangers, but he must have been too cold at the high place. Looking back on the past, the flash of swords and the shadow of swords, the only bright and warm old dream in the conspiracy and secret struggle was that slender and silent figure.
But after all, he is a king who occupies a high position, with thousands of miles of mountains and rivers under his feet, and his people are the shackles of his responsibilities. Holding his high position and shouldering his heavy responsibilities is a noble person respected by thousands of people, but also an extremely heavy loneliness.
And she is a wisp of green smoke, an inch of moonlight, unable to be grasped, uncaptainable, quiet and unrestrained, his reluctance, his regret. The text is tentatively prepared.
Intention: Don't leave any regrets