The Legend of the Empress Linglong

Liuyu Palace, where all nations come to visit, is one of the warmest places in my memory. But at this time, I was like a trembling visitor, cautiously looking out of the bumpy carriage window in awe at this palace of a thousand palaces, which symbolizes the highest power of the empire. I despaired of ever seeing her again. Because I just don't want to remember anything about those past few years. The beautiful and extraordinary royal garden of Liuyu Palace is no longer a beautiful childhood memory for me, but a sharp blade made of roses, always hidden in my chest and hanging at the top of my heart. Dejection, despicability, ugliness, shamelessness, and numbness are all that fill my life. But now, the memories that I had deliberately closed off, just like the magnificent palace in front of me, were irresistibly and extremely real. It calls me to life, calls me home. Yes, I am back as the first empress of the Yangyang Qinglong Kingdom.