"Life is like a month, and there are hundreds of rivers of snow."
On that snowy moonlit night of the New Year's Eve, she came into this world with love and expectation. Seven years later, she lost everything overnight. She hid her secret and stayed at her uncle's house, growing up to be a female general just like her mother. She was cold-faced and warm-hearted, and she insisted on right and wrong and never gave in.
The boy who grew up with her, the proton from another country who was protected by her, the little doctor who was saved by her and stayed by her side, the girl who was only gentle to her, the prince and princess who kept her face secret, the emperor who sat on the high platform... What kind of secrets did they all carry?
Every turning point of fate happens in the cold winter. Is her choice right or wrong? Perhaps we won't know the answer until the ice and snow melt and the spring breeze blows.
Intention: In the unpredictable torrent of destiny, how can an individual stick to his true heart without being coerced and drifted by the tide?