In an era when Yang is superior and Yin is inferior, how should an idealistic woman realize her ambition?
Is it a woman who disguises herself as a man and runs around Vanity Fair incognito?
Are you pretending to be negative and taking a different path instead of taking the ordinary path?
Are you crazy and vicious, using any means to achieve your goals?
Or is it taking advantage of the favor of those in power to retreat in order to advance in the gentle countryside?
The same ideal, different methods, and the vows made back then, will they still come true?
In February of that year in the south of the Yangtze River, she put down her favorite love poems, put on men's clothes, and entered the court as an official with the hopes of the whole family alone. From then on, she wandered around the chess game in the disguise of a wretched (?) Young master.
As a descendant of the previous royal family, she was destined to be a victim from birth as a girl. She tried her best to see a beam of light and danced with shackles on her feet.
Whose piano music disturbs the girl's heartstrings? For whom are the delicate hands knitting clothes? She just wanted to be an embroiderer and stay away from disputes, but she had no choice but to hold the jade to blame. After all, her life was in a whirlpool.
The solitary smoke in the desert was the first color of her life, and the howling of wolves in the distance was the first music she heard. She held a long tassel in her hand and aspiration in her arms. She was originally the only heir of the late Emperor of Great Liang, but because of her status as a woman, she could only be trapped in the world of mortals.
A dream in Liangdu is not only the call of the motherland, but also the initial and final obsession hidden in their hearts: I can protect everything I love as a woman.
Intention: Some things seem ordinary now, but they are hard to find in the world.