The world of mortals is rolling in, but hatred still takes root in my heart.
She came to Jingchu and vowed to uproot Feng Mu Gong's mansion that had hurt her, hoping to eliminate the desolation in her heart and no longer suffer.
Feng Mu was in power for a while, his daughter was the future queen, and half of the officials in the previous dynasty were from subordinate factions.
With a single sword in common clothes, she single-handedly tried to cut off the big tree in Feng Mu Gong's Mansion.
On a spring outing, I met the young emperor in the sparse shadows of pear blossoms, and encountered the entanglement of love and hate in this life.
Split the imperial power, let the light in the heart shine through the sky, and warm the emperor on the dragon chair in the Nine Heavens Palace, in exchange for him abandoning the picturesque mountains and rivers, and growing old with her in the south of the Yangtze River.
Chu Jin: Respect that person, in the rolling world of mortals, with hard edges and temperament, a three-foot green edge, extremely sharp, Luo Qianxue.
Luo Qianxue: I respect that man who has endured for ten years, held the imperial power, seen thousands of aspects of the imperial power, and still has a pure heart.
Concept: Everything has cracks