On a snowy night in the thirteenth year of Yongchang, the most noble prince of the Banquet Dynasty bent down in front of her and put his jade pendant into her cold little hand.
"How about living in the East Palace from now on? I am your prince brother."
The little girl who timidly pulled on his sleeve has since become the most precious beauty in the East Palace.
In ten years, he watched her grow from a depressed orphan to a beautiful pearl. He stayed with her all night when she had nightmares, he personally gave her medicine when she was sick, and he waded into the water to accompany her when she wanted to pick lotus flowers.
Until the day she got her hair, thousands of glazed lamps lit up in the plum forest one after another, and he personally tied a white jade plum blossom hairpin on her hair: "From now on, my brother, the prince, will spend every birthday with you."
However, the chaos in the court was surging, and the truth behind General Su's death in battle gradually emerged.
When Langshan was in danger, he blocked a poisonous arrow for her. When she was assassinated, she keenly recognized the short arrows standard of the Northwest Army.
When the secret of the bronze key was revealed and the conspiracy between the remnants of the current dynasty and the northern tribes came to light, they discovered that this road of mutual dependence was far more difficult than they imagined.
"Jiaojiao, tell the prince brother that you are willing to stay in the East Palace forever?"
"Wherever the prince's brother is, it is Jiaojiao's home."
"This East Palace is your home, and I want to give you a real home."
