He was once an enemy hostage dripping with blood under her whip, and she was Princess Zhaoyi who was executed on a high platform. National hatred and family hatred run rampant, until they discover that behind the death of each other's brothers on the battlefield, they actually point to the same shadow from the top of power.
From mutual testing to life-and-death support, they teamed up to tear apart numerous shady stories: reselling of military rations, fraud in examination rooms, collusion between officials and businessmen... When the plague was raging, he saved the people but was tainted as an "enemy traitor". Amid the uproar, she raised her voice awe-inspiring: "He, Pei Linyuan, is my princess Zhaoyi's consort!"
The road of thorns is long and we will walk together from now on.
He returned home in blood to seize the throne, but she fell off a cliff for him and her life and death were uncertain, and there was no news. For six years, he dug deep into the ground, but could not find any trace of her. When they met again, he was already the Khan of Beirong, and she became the marshal of Southern Chu - fighting against each other, and the war was raging. He was shocked until their son was escorted to the tower by the Queen Mother of Nanchu. The strong wind swept over the battle flag, and he suddenly reined in the army in front of the formation. That young face was engraved with bloodline marks that no one could deny. She was also furious and trembling, and the long sword in her hand turned around, pointing directly at the majestic palace behind her. "You want this world," she looked at him in the smoke of the hunting beacon, "I will get it for you."
Palace changes, suppression of rebellions, and desolation. She returned with blood for him, and he pointed his sword in all directions for her. When the mountains and rivers were finally unified, he took the world as his employer and held her hand in the bloody morning glow: "Stand beside me - not in the deep palace, but on the top of the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. From now on, we share the responsibility of the country and the same journey of life and death."
Mountains and rivers are a contract, and mountains and rivers are a betrothal; live up to this feeling, and live up to the people!
