Why the Shackles

[The cold, beautiful master and gentleman are attacked by the gloomy, paranoid and blackened demon master] In his previous life, Wen Qingzheng practiced the Tao of Taishang and forgot about love. He was heartless and had no awareness of love in the world. He devoted himself to cultivating Taoism, but he was accidentally killed by the leader of the Demon Sect when he was encircling and suppressing demon cultivators. The new leader of the Demon Sect is his apprentice of ten years, Shen Zhao. He didn't understand why Shen Zhao became a demon and became the master of the Demon Sect, nor did he understand why Shen Zhao accidentally killed him, but like someone who lost a loved one, he hugged his body that was getting colder and cried loudly, with a look of grief that shook the sky. That drop of hot blood and tears falling on Wen Qingzheng's cheek quietly made a crack in his heart as solid as ice. When he woke up again, he heard that Qingzheng was in the Wangqing Palace seven years ago, with a face as frosty as snow. He looked at his disciple Shen Zhao who was kneeling down and worshiping devoutly. He wanted to destroy his spiritual roots so that he would no longer be able to practice, so as not to harm the righteous path, but at the last moment he thought of the blood and tears. The snow-haired young man slowly closed his eyes, his heart softened, and he sighed, "That's all, from now on you will also move into Zihua Palace and live with me." He originally wanted to keep Shen Zhao close to him to prevent him from going astray, but he didn't want to keep a wolf cub that eats people without spitting out bones, and never forgets to covet everything about him... Two hearts that are happy with each other have no shackles at all, so why are there shackles?