Between the gentle plucking of the strings of the konghou, a series of sad and lingering music flows out, which seems to echo the helpless and deep sorrow of the emperor's family. Every note seems to tell the loneliness and helplessness of the royal family.
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The outline of the story has long been conceived, and I have threads of threads intertwined in my mind. However, my limited talent and limited knowledge limit my writing, so I can only think about it while writing. The work may appear a little cluttered, so please bear with me!
Intention: feeling lost