He was once the heir to a general's household, raised in luxury and radiant as the sun.
She was once an illegitimate daughter of the Minister of Revenue's household, lowly as dust and scorned by all.
He once fought on the battlefield, broke enemy ranks, and commanded the northern frontier beneath banners that blotted out the sky.
She once handed out rice porridge, kept her sharp edges hidden, and endured life's warmth and cold, along with every misery.
He suffered humiliation, lost his closest family, and fell into an endless abyss, his heart ablaze with hatred.
She burned away her old self, severed her delusions, and rose anew from the ashes, her heart a blade of ice.
He honored the emperor's promise, feared the emperor's might, and willingly became a pawn, planning each move with care.
She defied convention, entered the battlefield, and took up the game of power, every step perilous.
He lurked in the shadows, wielded immense power, and turned the tides of fate, determined to tear heaven and earth apart.
She stood in the grand hall, received her honors, and was named a marquis, a woman standing above ten thousand troops.
He wielded a cold blade to carve her a blood-soaked path!
She used her schemes to help him overthrow the throne!
[Two formidable leads + revenge + court intrigue + the fate of the realm]
