The beauty of the country has attracted countless heroes to bow down. The country has been destroyed, the prosperity has been wiped out, and the face of the old friend has been lost. A childhood joke has long been gone. Only she is still stupidly guarding the broken city, waiting for the husband who has not returned. The flames are flickering, burning up the love, hatred, anger and obsession. The king is exhausted, how can I live a life as a cheap concubine?
Intention: Keep the original intention