I Just Lament the Chaos of the Passing Years

The one who welcomes into the palace with the incomparable scenery is the oiran who is famous in the royal city. Is it the king of a country who is addicted to sensuality? Or is it the resistance of the True Dragon Emperor? Living high in the temple but longing for the far reaches of the rivers and lakes, are the ministers who hold the promise of serving the common people or a beauty? On the surface, the monarch and his ministers work together to rule the world, but privately they have their own ideas. He regards him as a pawn, playing chess with the rebels for the people's livelihood and well-being; but he pretends to be a puppet, secretly breaking away from the shackles of all parties, just for a broader world. They come from a famous family, enjoy all the wealth and glory, and have a high status, but they may not get a trace of sincerity from their husbands; they are gorgeous and beautiful, but they can't help themselves and force themselves to accept their so-called fate. Whether she is fighting with others or simply competing with herself, what a woman always wants is a life in which she can choose freely. In front of fate, men and women, the struggle for power and emotion all seem invisible. This is a game with no winner, and the only winner is called history. －－－－－－－－－－－－－－Please collect it if you like it (*__*)－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－