She was the only clean moonlight that shone into his world of blood and hatred.
After ten years of anonymity, he hid his deep-seated hatred and became a gentle and polite brother beside her.
She was the beauty that he didn't dare to touch, and she was the only thought that he couldn't bear to get dirty among all his dark calculations.
It wasn't until the decree of selecting the concubine at the palace banquet came down, and he watched her embark on the road leading to the deep palace, that he finally understood that if some moonlight was not reached out and grabbed, it would be lost forever.
