Shen Yi, the iron-blooded hero who was rumored to have killed his relatives to seize the throne, was the only one who could comfort him when he had a splitting headache. He saw through her layers of disguise, but he didn't reveal it. He just teased her lazily, enjoying her frightened yet forced calm look, like playing with an interesting treasure. He nonchalantly rewarded her with a jade pendant and a dagger, and set up tricky tests for her to see how she could solve the problems clumsily and cleverly.
Mu Zhaozhao, the daughter of the guilty minister, was burdened with secrets. Under his nose, she was cooking porridge, keeping accounts, and even "accidentally" giving advice on how to cross the river on a sandbank. She thought she was trying to survive and survive, but she didn't know that she had already fallen into his carefully woven web.
He calculated all the people's hearts and used his body as a bait to stage a betrayal that could overturn the world, just to invite you to the urn. He was in control of the situation, and the only surprise was that she, the "bait" he wanted to use for fishing, seemed to have a mind of her own.
When the overwhelming power and the secret truth meet on a narrow road, are you willing to embellish the chess game, or do you insist on creating a new world?
Later, when the mountains and rivers were unified, he walked through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood to find her. The iron armor on his body was still there, and the blood stains were still there. He stood in front of the medicine valley she had built with his own hands, raised his eyebrows and smiled softly, as if he had met her for the first time: "Master Mu, do you still need someone to test the poison? - Or maybe a male cook will do."
