During the Zheng'an period, the mountains and rivers of Nanliang were crumbling, and the silver armor was shining on the war horses. He held his hand and said to her: I will go above those tens of millions of people, so that no one in the world will dare to look down on you. Unexpectedly, the day when the mountains and rivers changed hands was the time when the bright moon waxed and waned, and the supreme power finally became a cold sharp blade in his hand, cutting wounds in her heart that would never heal. Cold arrows in the palace, bloodshed in the court, the whole clan was wiped out in one day, and the emperor and queen of Shu were all despaired of. They jumped on the Guanyun Pavilion, and the gold, glitz, love and hate were all turned into dust. Right and wrong, all grievances are gone, just a beautiful dream. Awakening from the dream, she returned to Zheng'an for eight years. At this time, the spring flowers were in season, people were still there, and her family was still intact. Where she died in the last life, she will be born there in this life.
