He was the Regent of Great Zhou, able to turn the clouds with one hand and the rain with the other. She was a puppet emperor forced to sit on the dragon throne. He was cold and ruthless, decisive in killing; she was gentle, kind, and seemingly easy to bully. No one knew when that puppet doll had somehow made her way into his heart. From then on, emboldened by the indulgence he gave her, she slipped beyond his control. Until she finally tore off her mask of weakness and stamped him into the dirt, all so she could secure her hold on that splendid empire!
