She was once a little warmth in his palm, and later became a sharp blade that pierced his world. Xiao Yan never thought that he, the prince of the former dynasty who had lost his country, would become the "pet" of a merchant's daughter. He watched with cold eyes as she indulged in false warmth, but unknowingly, he was burned by the light in her eyes.
When suspicion, betrayal, and the conspiracy of the marriage partner came one after another, he personally pushed her into the abyss of the dungeon. Until her family's cavalry trampled through the mountains and rivers, the woman whose wings had been broken by him stood in front of all the troops, wearing silver armor and a spear stained with blood. And he, kneeling at her feet, heard her cold voice: "Xiao Yan, see clearly - it is you who is kneeling today."
