Introduction: Suddenly, as if a spring breeze had arrived, the atmosphere in the capital had unknowingly changed. Is it time to change the smell of wine and meat? Someone should have personally buried the vicious flower that grew from the prosperity. What kind of woman would be able to turn the clouds and rain around in the bustling imperial city? What kind of vast and boundless love would be able to withstand the annihilation of kinship and friendship? Everyone said that the emotions in this world were all idiotic, but there just had to be someone who was willing to use it as evidence....