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I was originally the daughter of the general's palace, but as a substitute for the late queen, I married into the palace and became his heir. He once took me on a horse-riding trip to Lin'an, and he protected me from crisis after crisis. But I always know that none of this belongs to me. I became his interpreter, but who can really understand me? Everyone in the palace seems to be shrouded in an invisible thick fog, and no word of love can escape these people. All I want in this life is for the people I care about to live well, and then I can be free to be myself. One incident after another made me understand that the greatest frustration in life is probably knowing everything but still being unable to prevent things from happening. I thought that what I knew was all about the conspiracy, but I didn't know that the real conspiracy was silently toying with me. Will I finally get the freedom I want... The spring moon in the Han Palace explains the flowers, where are the incense burned and the flower bones buried? A begonia tree has been blooming for a long time, and since then it has disappeared in the depth of spring. My story begins.