I was once a hothouse flower who was pampered by my family and ignorant of the world. An accident caused me to fight
Fighting in the field, plotting in the court, embarking on a path that has never been imagined.
The battlefield is filled with gunpowder smoke, and the court is full of open and covert fights. Survive in conspiracies and calculations all day long. Although I don't know what the road ahead will be, I hope that the people behind me will live a peaceful life.
Intention: The road ahead is long and difficult, but I will eventually overcome the obstacles and enter a prosperous world.