This is a story without a protagonist,
She is just a shadow, a line;
This is an era that has been badly written,
Just because it is so exciting and has so many mysteries;
And I just want to write a plain story,
Really,
This story is very simple,
They are very ordinary in the story,
It's just that they were born in that era and that kind of family,
But all this made their love helpless,
Their helplessness is so heavy,
And this heavy burden,
To him it is a country,
It is a home for her,
The country cannot tolerate the existence of political enemies;
Home protects the inheritance of bloodline,
She struggled between the two, burdened with huge shackles,
He gained the country, but lost his home...