She is a charming beauty... It makes people lose their soul when they look back; she is a brothel oiran... It makes people stop and focus when they look at her; she is a lonely dancer... The light steps of her lotus steps confuse the eyes of marquises; she is a concubine in the deep palace... The mirror flowers and the moonlight steal the hearts of kings and marquises. She is... But no one knows who captured her heart.
She has read all the love and sorrow in the world, and sighed all the hatred of separation in the world; she turns her hands into clouds, and turns her hands into rain; she... But no one can see the real her.
A enchantress who confuses the country, or a famous prostitute who charms the world; a humble palace concubine, or a royal concubine...
When the prosperity is gone, the mother is honoring the world; when the troubled times are calmed down, when she stands silently on the top of the clouds... She leaned on his shoulder and said softly: I am just a simple servant.
It's just that she is cold. A cold man brought chaos to the world.