Fifty-one years of blood feud, she was the princess of the previous dynasty who had lost her country, and he was the emperor who murdered his relatives and usurped the throne.
He used the country as a prison and imprisoned her for fifty years.
She lived on hatred and looked at him coldly for half a century. Their black hair turned into white hair, and their love and hate had already entered their bones. However, when they fell into the water, they both returned to the palace on the eve of their transformation.
The blood feud is still there, and the love between young people is not broken.
In this life, are swords facing each other, or are we reaching the same destination through different paths?
