[Passbook | System | Ancient Proverbs | Power Strategy] When I die, please don't think of me. Wandering among the clouds, I hope you are safe.
God favored me for the first time and gave me a chance to live again. Who would have thought that I would live for him again.
No matter what kind of imperial power, wealth, or high official status, even if you get it, you should not worry about gains and losses. Some people fight for it but are mediocre, some people are ordinary and ordinary, and some people plan their lives, but they only end up digging their graves for three generations and destroying nine tribes. I don't want these illusory things. I just want to find peace and quiet in a remote place, without the rouge and vulgarity of the harem. Just lighting a fire and cooking makes me feel happy.
Purpose: Make up for the past, my mistakes.
