A story about rebirth, palace intrigues, strong women, and two male protagonists.
Taihe three years. Emperor Jingming's wedding. S
In Shangjing City, the sky is filled with red silk and drums and music are playing.
Cui Luzhu, dressed in red, closed her eyes and jumped down from the palace wall.
The past events appear in my mind like a fleeting glimpse of flowers and fall into the dust.
"Luzhu, I will only allow you to be with me in this life."
"Luzhu, when I ascend the throne, you will be the only queen of Jokhang."
At that time, she was regarded as the jewel in the palm of the Tian family, a bright moon that could not be touched in the world. Everyone in the court knew that the green pearl of the Cui family would definitely be the queen.
She was born noble, like a proud peacock, excitedly spreading her tail to everyone, showing off her beautiful feathers.
Unabashed, undefended.
"Li Jingheng, this is the only gift I can give you. From now on, we will never see you again."
Your wedding day, my memorial day.
Intention: There is no predetermined path in the world. People's destiny is determined step by step by themselves.