She once had a glimpse of her grace in the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty.
But she had never heard of her name.
They met at the treacherous border fortress of Yunbo,
Each is his own master and each has his own agenda.
But they care about each other inexplicably.
Love is like a flower that blooms in the cold winter in the north,
In the crevices of the rock, its flowers are burning.
Concept: Yumeng CP