Zhaohua Palace: Dancing in the Snow

She was the little princess of the Dajin Kingdom, the apple of everyone's eye, cherished and adored.

He had a robe of golden thread, the most precious garment in the world, made just for her, then named her Consort Chen and favored her above all others in the palace.

But her hatred for him knew no bounds!

“You're so cold and heartless. You know only how to possess someone, not how to love. What if one day you love someone and they don't love you back?”

“No chance.” His eyes were as cold as frost, and his answer left no room for argument.

When the snow fell like drifting smoke, he knelt trembling in the snow and finally understood: love was the cruelest revenge in the world.