The lover he once regarded as a treasure finally betrayed him.
His father and brother were killed, and he was imprisoned, but the person he loved was singing in harmony with others, and the case was raised in unison. In the dazzling red sky, in the praises and blessings of the civil and military leaders, his lover married the one he loved, and he was just a withered flower in the cold palace.
Fortunately, even though the flower is in the cold palace, there are still people who love it. However, the person who once ravaged this beautiful flower with his own hands hopes that the flower will bloom for him again, but is this still possible?
Motto: There is always a rainbow after the storm