Princess Zhaoyang was ordered to marry far away, to the legendary baby girl who should have died of illness long ago.
On her wedding night, she lifted her hijab and saw Xie Jingxing, the rumored "sick man", coughing heart-breakingly.
"Madam, for my husband's body... Ahem... I'm afraid I have wronged you."
Zhaoyang sneered: "It doesn't matter, I am good at making happy things."
Until one night she got lost and bumped into the courtyard under the moon——
The man, who was sick and torn apart, was holding a sword with a sharp cold light, and the tip of the sword picked up peach blossoms all over the ground.
