Ancient legend says:
Phoenix likes to perch on the sycamore tree
When the eldest princess of Emperor Jozhao was three years old, she planted a sapling of a sycamore tree in the yard.
Twenty-two years have passed, and the saplings have grown into towering trees.
The little girl back then also became the feared regent princess
Everyone fears her and respects her
Her power is growing
Even the little emperor who taught her with his own hands wanted to pull her down from the pedestal
Only he held her and sat firmly in a high position
No one can touch her
he said
"If Your Highness wants it, I will give it to you with both hands."
Bright red nails caressed his cold chin.
"I am an enchantress. Are you crazy?"
He just leaned down
"If Your Highness is a witch, then I am a traitor."
Later, the enchantress was tired and died under the sycamore tree.
The traitor disappeared from the court
everyone breathed a sigh of relief
Hundreds of years have passed
Archaeologists discovered that there were two bodies embracing each other in the coffin of Princess Yuan Chang of Dazhao Town
Purpose: Women's growth