Introduction to the work "My White Moonlight, Resurrected from the Dead":
Winter, the fifteenth year of Yong'an.
It was snowing all over the imperial city. In the Yangxin Hall, Emperor Xiao Che was stroking the half-old magnolia hairpin, his fingertips were cold.
Three years.
Ever since his Aci, Shen Qingci, the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, protected him from a fatal arrow and turned into a cup of loess in the imperial mausoleum, there has been no warm light in this world. He became a cold and taciturn monarch in the history books, sitting thousands of miles away, but guarding an empty city and a heart that had long since died with her.
Until that snowy night, she appeared at the palace gate out of thin air, dressed in rags.
The eyebrows and eyes are still the same, but the smile is unfamiliar.
"Who are you?" She asked timidly, her eyes completely blank.
Xiao Che went crazy.
No matter why she came back from the dead or why she lost her memory, he locked her in his arms and said in a hoarse voice, "Aci, you are mine. In this life, the next life, and eternity, don't even think about escaping again."
He used the power of the emperor to imprison her, becoming paranoid and crazy in love. She struggled between his tenderness and coercion, and fragmented memories kept emerging. The truth of that "death" and the secret of her rebirth hung between the two of them like a sharp blade.
She will disappear suddenly, causing him to fall into hell again; she will remember the past, complain about his confinement, and hate his concealment.
The sadomasochism is deep and the pull is endless.
But when the fog cleared, when she saw clearly the fear and despair hidden in his eyes, when he put aside his imperial pride and knelt in front of her and begged for forgiveness——
"Aci, come back, please."
This entanglement that spans life and death will eventually end with the hottest love
