The new emperor ascended the throne, and I, a remnant of the previous dynasty, was captured.
I have a deep grudge against him that I cannot forgive.
Love gives rise to hate, and hatred gives rise to love. The emotions involved are beyond words.
"Since you are so ambitious, let me be the sharpest knife in your hand!"
"No dog will betray its master, don't you think so?"
In the court hall, I shouted, "Long live my emperor, long live my emperor." I looked like a flattering and traitorous minister.
Under the court, I was the one who came and went when he called me.
Once the palace is in chaos, both sides will be heartbroken.
The royal family is always ruthless. If I meet my true heart on the road of rivers and lakes, where should I go?
Intention: If love requires the courage to let go of the past, love has no gender or boundaries. Don't wait until you lose it to regret it.
