Under the throne, there are bloody skeletons and promises of life and death. I don't understand how they can walk up the stairs with a smile and crush the sincerity of their loved ones. In the fight with each other, whether it is the deep love of youth or the lingering whispers when they are on the run, they eventually gradually dissipate in the passage of time, and gradually disappear without a trace.
The throne changed twice, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were involved in this wave of strange battles and fell into a quagmire.
In the deep palace, who could easily give his sincerity and be betrayed?
Who will win, the battle between love and power, how to choose?
Concept: Deep sadomasochism, battles in the palace, human choices