If our meeting was only a scheme, and our love merely an act, then the feelings we claimed to have meant nothing. He was willing to arrange his own marriage for this splendid realm, but she would not sacrifice her happiness to pay for his ambition to rule the world. He lived for the realm and for all under heaven; she lived for the rest of her life and for herself. To turn the realm into a stage and use a king to win a beauty's smile was nothing but absurdity. Dongling Jinchen had always used the people as pieces and the realm as a chessboard, vying for supremacy over the Central Plains. Baili Jilian was no more than a tear of a merfolk, cast ashore from the vast sea, sending ripples through this ink-dark world...
What's going on? Why is it over?