She spent what should have been the clearest and most beautiful years of a woman's life waiting for a chance for revenge, but instead she ended up with a broken mountain and river.
Within the palace walls, there are ten miles of peach blossoms. Is it the green blood stained by the injustice of the father and brother, or is it the setting sun obscured by the smoke?
The sound of the flute remains the same, the sound of the flute remains the same, things are the same and people are not the same.
The sun and the moon shine together, the rivers and seas swim together, the sky and the earth are behind us!
Even if I can't hold my son's hand and grow old with him in this life, I have no regrets. Because the bond between life and death is broad, talking about it with Zicheng is also a legend.