Once, she was breathtakingly beautiful, peerless in her grace. She never sought to be the only one favored in the imperial harem, asking only to live in peace. So she concealed the skills she had acquired in her previous life, hoping for a quiet existence. But all she received in return was his heartless imperial decree: "The Empress has failed in her virtue. She is to be imprisoned in the dungeon today and beheaded at the Cliff of Doom in three days." Only then did she finally awaken. She turned and leaped into the abyss...
He was a wise ruler in the eyes of the people and a worthy sovereign in the eyes of his ministers. Cold and unfeeling, he had not even furrowed his brow when he killed the woman who had been by his side for years. Yet on countless midnight awakenings, he tossed and turned, her desolate, maniacal laughter echoing in his ears without end. His heart twisted in agony. When they met again years later, everything had changed. At last, he lowered his head and accepted the truth. Watching the figure he had longed for, he finally voiced the love in his heart.
