Human Face and Peach Blossoms Complement Each Other in Red

She is a queen in name only. He is the emperor, as gentle as the wind. She was looking forward to the return of another man from the battlefield. He had been waiting for her for half his life. *The title of the article is taken from: "The peach blossoms on the human face reflect each other's red, and the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze." Concept: Fate rarely accompanies people to the door.