Jiang Yanchi, the cherished youngest son of the Chancellor, was brilliant and perceptive, raised in the Chancellor’s household as its beloved treasure.
Until one day, the entire Chancellor’s family was wiped out, leaving no survivors.
Years later, Shadow Seven of the covert guard corps regained his memories. The price was a damaged heart meridian and little time left to live.
His childhood friend ascended the throne. After a long, arduous search, he finally found someone and brought him back to the palace.
Shadow Seven lay prostrate on the ground, ordered to protect to the death the impostor who had taken another’s place.
Nothing could better capture the divide between heaven and earth.
He clung to his failing life until he had avenged his family. For whatever time remained, if his master would have him, he would follow him through life and death.
Emperor Xiao Lin, the sovereign of all under heaven, prided himself on being detached and heartless. Even the childhood friend he had painstakingly found again could not stir his feelings.
The little covert guard at his side, on the other hand, was amusing to tease. But in the end, he was still just a lowly guard, unfit to be seen in public.
But somehow, he had fallen for his own guard. And why did this guard look so much like the one true love he kept enshrined in his heart?
Xiao Lin discovered the truth and was about to make it up to him, only to find that the guard had already escaped the palace and had little time left to live.
Shadow Seven: “Master, the person you love is still in the palace. Why are you chasing after me?”
Xiao Lin: That person is fake! (grits his teeth) You still want to deceive me!
Domineering, cold-hearted emperor gong × free-spirited, clever guard shou
I’m busy with work, so updates will come whenever I can. Read whenever you like.
But I promise I won’t abandon the story.
