On the day when the execution ground was dyed red with blood, Ning Wanshuang was reborn in the arms of the tyrant. The cold chains wrapped around her wrists, and she became Xiao Linyuan's substitute imprisoned in the palace. Her face, which was very similar to her enemy's, was both a life-saving charm and a life-saving card. As she moved around on the dragon bed, she hid the poisonous hairpin at her fingertips, but she encountered the tyrant's gentleness in tucking her into the bed late at night. The truth about the nine clans that were executed in her previous life is shrouded in mystery. Her childhood sweetheart's bodyguard sent her a secret letter. Her former best friend's smile was filled with poison. The old scar on the tyrant's palm was exactly the same as the scar she saved when she was young. When revenge and heartbeat danced together on the tip of the knife, she finally tore off his sinister mask: "Your Majesty can imprison people, but can you lock the heart?"
