The new emperor Xie Lan has been on the throne for five years. He is suffering from illness and fractures, and all government affairs are entrusted to the hands of the regent Xiao Jingyi. Everyone in the court praised the regent for his loyalty and diligence, but little did they know that deep in those steady eyes, there were delusions that he had not dared to express for twelve years.
On a snowy winter night in the twelfth lunar month, palace changes suddenly occurred.
Xiao Jingyi led his troops to surround the palace, and the doors of the Nine Layers Hall opened one after another. The former king became a prisoner and was locked deep in the Yangxin Hall. Everyone knew that the regent usurped the throne and seized power, but they didn't know that there was only one person he really wanted from beginning to end.
"What do I need this country for?" Xiao Jamgyi kissed Xie Lan's pale lips, "I only want you."
The gold chain locks the feet, and the jade bell is the mark. The dragon robe was replaced by Queen Zhai's robe, and the courtiers knelt down to praise her for being a thousand years old. Xie Lan was reduced from the emperor to the middle palace, and was gradually weakening in the cage of tenderness and imprisonment.
However, under the phoenix crown, the old emperor never truly surrendered.
The secret words exchanged during the pilgrimage, the secret messages conveyed in the soup, and the silent plans in the middle of the night - the imprisoned Phoenix is waiting for the day he will be freed.
Xiao Jamgyi thought that he built a golden house to hide the beauty, but he didn't know that Wenwen Township was also a tomb of heroes. When he was obsessed with Xie Lan's increasingly soft eyes, the flame of revenge quietly ignited in those cold eyes.
"Can you lock my people," Xie Lan whispered in his ear while they were lingering, "Can you lock the hearts of this world?"
Behind the change of dynasties is the madness that has been unable to love for twelve years, the forbearance of the sick and broken bones on the dragon chair, and the wings that quietly grow in the cage.
When the war in the north rises again, when the jade seal reappears in the deep palace, when the gentle mask is shattered inch by inch——
Who imprisoned whom? And who is willing to use the ground as a prison?
It's so beautiful, why hasn't anyone noticed it?