There Is Always Someone Planning to Trap the Cool Beauty

[Two male protagonists + Machiavellian strategy (dense fog) + ancient times + pure love + scheming + Miao Gu magic + cold beauty] The holy son of the cold southern border is attacked by the scheming official who sealed the border [I am the last witch doctor saint son in Miao territory. I hid in the Gu King's tomb the night the entire village was massacred. Three years later, my enemy transformed into a feudal official and asked me to cure a serious disease by name. I twisted the silver needle, dipped it in the peacock bile venom, and stabbed it into his ulcerated flesh. "Does it hurt? My sister felt the same pain back then." He curled up in pain but held on to the corners of my clothes tightly. When everyone in the government and the public knew that Governor Pei was kneeling down to beg the Holy Son for mercy, I was using a silver knife to open his clothes: "My lord, do you know that you are possessed by love?"]