A chess game, there is a game within the game, she is a chess piece, destined to be tossed between the hands of power.
He was a king of his generation, and everyone said that he was ruthless, seeking power to usurp the throne, and killing his father and brother.
She was a golden branch and a jade leaf, but she was brutally killed and fell into the quagmire. She was betrayed by everyone and trampled by everyone.
He bore his sins and sat on that throne of bones;
She was alone, entering the dark palace.
Goodbye,
He is the king who looks down upon everything, while she is a sinner whose life is like a piece of grass.
He tortured her in every possible way, but in the end couldn't help but pity her.
The joy of youth was led by a hand towards the tall building.
But things don't go as planned. What's the conspiracy behind the power? When thousands of waves pass by, who can stay out of it?
That year, flowers bloomed all over the city, and when the dust settled, they walked hand in hand to the tall building...
Intention: There is cause and effect, and the reincarnation of heaven