My husband is the person I want to stay with for the rest of my life. Just like a father and a mother, I support each other and share weal and woe. As the sun sets in the west, we ride our horses and whip our whips, enjoying endless romance. After a snowy night, we walk in the snow to look for plum blossoms, imitating the taste of the ancients.
But I entered the forbidden palace...
Purpose: When love and justice conflict, where should we go?