In the snow in the past, he was a poor student begging for opportunities, while she was a noble person sitting high in the hall.
He looked up at her like looking at the bright moon in the clouds. His love and ambition took root in the humble soil and turned into towering delusions.
Ten years of great changes.
The palace collapsed and the pearls were covered with dust. She hides in the market troupe, asking for a living among the sounds of babbling.
And he has already stepped on the mountains of corpses and seas of blood to take charge of the power in Jiangbei and became the cold-faced military governor that everyone fears.
In a well-planned reunion, he kidnapped her back into a luxurious cage.
"Wanqing," he stroked the old mark on her wrist, as gentle as poison, "what you owe me, you should spend the rest of your life slowly paying back."
She only knew that he was a madman who came to avenge the humiliation of giving alms back then.
Little did he know that his old handkerchief from when she was a girl was hidden in his study, nor did he know that behind the fire that burned everything she had, there was always a pair of silent hands, just to force her back to the lonely world that belonged to him alone.
This is a sacrifice ten years late.
The love of a person with low self-esteem will give everything he has to build a golden cage for you that you cannot escape.
