[Love and hate, heartache, happy ending]
[Long-suffering, intense, deeply devoted female prisoner x a prince and general who only pretends to be domineering]
All one hundred thousand soldiers were massacred, and the female general Qin Zhao was reduced to a prisoner. She endured humiliation and disgrace, all so that one day she could invade the Beishuo Kingdom.
Even when facing her former enemy, she could only pretend to go along with him.
Qin Zhao's hatred for him was rooted deep in her bones, but she made a startling discovery: everything Fu Yanshen had told her about himself was true.
For instance, he really did have poor eyesight, and he really had been born with a disability.
Qin Zhao looked at him with reddened eyes and said, word by word, “Fu Yanshen, I hate you. If I'm destined for hell, I'll make sure you come with me.”
Qin Zhao pushed open the door and lit the candle inside. She saw Fu Yanshen hiding in a corner.
He slowly began to stand, feeling his way toward her.
“Bingren, is that you?” Dragging one unsteady leg, he limped toward Qin Zhao.
Qin Zhao stood frozen in place, feeling as if she had fallen into an icy cellar.
“Could he really... not see?”
The moment he heard Qin Zhao call him by his childhood nickname, Fu Yanshen was completely lost to her. He cast aside all thoughts of duty, country, and vengeance.
There was only one thought in his mind: “I only want you.”
He pressed his palm to Qin Zhao's head, drew her into his arms, and slowly swallowed her up.
