"The man stood on the edge of the cage, stamping hard on the sunlight that finally came in, and gently lifted the woman's stubborn chin, her fingertips were cold to the bone. The woman sat in the cage in ragged clothes, just looking up and smiling. Year after year, what he did Everything she did had one purpose, to trap her. The only thing she could not afford to lose was her fist-sized heart. She was originally a princess, but she was reduced to the lowest level overnight. He was a slave, but he was promoted to the throne. He was fighting every step of the way, just for revenge. He was the king of the Feng Kingdom. His poppy flower robe was stained with blood, and the rose flowers on his chest ached in the dead of night. He only existed to protect one person. A royal secret. He is the prince of a country, but he is in a foreign country. The roses in the city are destined to wither. I will give you everything you want. Conspiracy, struggle, and blood-stained mountains and rivers will turn out to be empty words. "
