Because of hatred, she decided to give up herself; because of hatred, she embarked on a different life; and because of hatred, she and he had the opportunity to meet...
Palace prostitutes, the most embarrassing existence in the palace, neither have a noble status to support them, nor do they win self-esteem with their hands. They are stunningly beautiful, they can sing and dance well, they bring joy to men, leaving loneliness and conspiracy to themselves...
A period of love and hatred in the palace classroom, a shocking political storm is brewing, and a daughter's dream is falling...
Charming is painted on the sand, scales and scales are mixed with dust and water.
In the innocent dream, there is painting and playing in the sand. Perhaps, there is a memory that lasts forever, a picture that is in the past, and those that cannot come back can only be reduced to memories. Time has passed, things have changed and people have changed. What is left, is it the bursts of heartache or the beauty treasured deep in the heart...