The curse of the Liang Dynasty follows like a shadow, and none of the royal family can survive the age of thirty.
The eldest princess, Shen Zhaoyang, assisted the twelve-year-old young emperor. When she first met the new champion Yu Heng in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, she accidentally knocked over the gilt wine cup - the face was exactly the same as her dead uncle.
She didn't know that this stern No. 1 Scholar was an orphan from the previous dynasty, and he came with a blood feud.
Little did he know that the poison he had suffered five years ago had penetrated deeply into his bones.
Yu Heng looked at the pale woman next to the dragon chair, the dagger in his sleeve was cold and biting.
It wasn't until he saw the cinnabar blood she coughed on the memorial that he realized that he had been addicted to the tenderness when she lowered her eyes.
On the eve of revenge, she closed her eyes forever in his arms.
"Your Highness, the chessboard is over." She wrote in her last secret message to him, "Ikuro, don't be late in the next life."
Snow was falling heavily in the execution ground, and when the executioner's knife fell, Yu Heng suddenly remembered his previous life——
He slaughtered the entire Shen family, but he never met the girl who reached out to him under the plum tree.
