When the beacon smoke rose, she took off her fine clothes and broke the tassels of her phoenix crown.
In the winter of the 19th year of Jianzhao's reign, Princess Zhu Xuan of Jingping received a blood-stained cloth from the consort Xie Chao. The four words "My wife is safe or not" on it tore apart the false peace in Kyoto. King Lan pointed his sword at the imperial city, and bad news came from northern Xinjiang that he had lost his sword in Helan Mountain. The man who insisted on holding the jade comb to his heart in the palace banquet hall in the past turned into a broken black armor in the snow valley.
In this dilemma of using marriage as a chess piece, he once revealed a hundred thousand military power as a betrothal: "The black bird is the witness, and this heart will be forever." But she insisted on picking up the blood-stained tiger charm and stepped on the head of Lan Wangdang through the blood river of Jinluan Palace. On the day of Ling Chi's enemy, 3,600 knives fell in front of Helan Mountain. She stabbed the broken comb into her palm with a smile: "Thank you Guanjing, the road to hell is cold. I will go looking for you when I burn all these people-eating mountains and rivers."
From the hanging curtains in the deep palace to the decisive battle on the grassland, the black bird flag wrapped the general's bones, and finally stopped in front of the bowl of poison that reflected the shadow of the drinking wine. In the fine brushwork of the history book, only half of a jade comb soaked in blood remains.
Purpose: Peace and Love