"Help me," a woman with disheveled hair, dressed in luxurious clothes, stumbled and even lost one of her shoes, crying as she ran, her ear-piercing screams piercing the dark night sky.
She ran and knocked frantically on a door. When the door opened, a seductive woman with heavy makeup and armor on her fingers came out. Suddenly, the woman blinded her eyes with her armor, and blood spurted out from her eyes, splashing on the snow in June, like drops of red plums.
I looked at my shoes that were stained with mud and snow, and suddenly my vision went dark, as if someone was strangling my neck. As I struggled, I heard someone say in my ear: "If I don't live well, you will all die."
I woke up from the dream, it's time for me to enter the palace.
Intention: There are constant turmoil in the harem, and it is difficult to protect oneself wisely. It is better to stand in the center of the whirlpool and become the king or defeat the bandits.