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Gu Nian, the real eldest daughter of the Gu family, owns considerable shares since birth. Growing up under the care of his elder brother, he was emotionally deceived by a rich second generation because of his unclear understanding of people. She is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and gradually becomes independent and independent-minded. The deep feelings for my "brother" (Gu Chengyuan, the adopted son of the family) quietly deteriorated as I grew up without knowing it or not daring to delve into it. Should I cherish what I see now or turn a blind eye?

In the chaotic world shrouded in blood-colored curtains, there was a woman favored by fate, surrounded by the blazing gazes of three princes. King Qin imprisoned her in a golden cage with the tyranny of black iron, Lord Changping soaked her in a jade pot with tenderness like spring water, and Zhao Jia burned her in the ice field with affection like melting snow. When the turbulent fingertips under the gilt crown traced the side of her neck, when the bright moon shaking in the amber wine bottle reflected the fog in his eyes, when the bloody hosta among the broken walls pierced the midnight silence, the compass of destiny trembled and shifted among the blood-colored mountains and rivers. The majesty of an emperor tempered by blood and fire, the elegance of a gentleman flowing through the pure light, and the infatuation of a young master like a jade-crushing Kungang, three star paths intertwined between her palm lines. Is it to hold the sword to split the chains of history, or to let the torrent of the times crush the cocoon of fate? When the beacon fire penetrated the nine-layered palace and illuminated the crested hairpin that concealed the secret edict in the deep palace, was the crest hanging on her fingertips a talisman to save the common people, or a fire that burned away her true heart?