In the prosperous times, everyone is a prisoner. In the spring of the twelfth year of Yonghui, seven-year-old Xie Yanying was carried into the palace on a small green silk sedan. Her father was a British duke with great military exploits. With the emperor's "grace", she became a hostage trapped within the palace wall, serving as a check and a bargaining chip. She met the fifth prince Xiao Yuan. The biological mother is a dancing queen from a foreign land, she has all the grace but no foundation. He lived a transparent and careless life, and was known to everyone in the palace as a dandy prince - fighting crickets, skipping schoolwork, enjoying singing and dancing, he didn't care about anything. From the age of seven to seventeen, for more than three thousand days and nights, they met under the red walls and yellow tiles of the deep palace. He taught her how to protect herself in the turbulent times: "Miss Xie, you can't be too soft-hearted in this palace." Under his cynical appearance, she saw the sharp flash in his eyes when he was practicing swordplay alone late at night: "Why are you pretending?" "Because if you don't pretend, you won't be alive today." Paper kites in spring, stars in summer nights, fallen leaves in autumn, and charcoal fire in winter. Bit by bit, year by year. They all thought that they could steal a piece of true love deep in the palace. Until the storm of seizing the direct descendants arose, drama in the court took place. Only then did she discover that his "happy" encounters, "casual" help, and "unintentional" protection were all carefully planned. And when he finally ascended to the supreme position, he realized that some prices, once paid, can never be taken back.
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