When they first met in the apricot blossom forest, she was still a little Princess who was inexperienced in the world, and he was the late Emperor’s favorite Prince. He had made great achievements in defeating the enemy invaders across the borders, but he was shunned by the new Emperor and demoted. At the time he had no intention of competing for the world but as for her, because of her country and family’s enmity, she used her gentleness as a trap and her lingering love as a sharp blade to cruelly push him onto the road of treason and betraying his nation. When they met again three years later, he was already a dominant warlord, holding a long sword in his hand to conquer the world. And she became a down-and-out zither player with nothing to her name. In the chaotic fight for imperial power and hegemony, amidst the golden war and iron horses, the long journey and human lives become like grass, love and hate like floating clouds. A farewell to love that cannot be obtained, a separation of love and death, she had caused him to lose everything and finally found a way to repay him in the most decisive way. Until the day he ruled the world but was separated from her by a vast chasm. In this life, love and hate are two sides of the same coin, and the only thing she left was a piece of plain paper upon which, written with deep meaning; Your Highness, I wish you a lifetime filled with prosperity.