Once through, I live in the prosperous times, the first encounter a sincere feeling dark health; The second time, I am trapped in the mire of power, back and forth love and kill. Born in troubled times, I turn hand is all corners of the country, he covered hand is the court of intrigues. Heaven makes people, rivers and lakes and the court have always been difficult to find calm, war and chaos, we will eventually escape a big sword fight. I gave you my life when I was born. This life is not for me.