Xie Linyuan only recognized one dead truth in his life - Xiao Jinghan was his life.
On the day she was sold to the palace, she walked past him and paused: "This one, stay."
He remembered just two words for ten years.
She gave him medicine, gave him support, gave him the qualifications to practice ink, and gave him the courage to speak. She said, "You are mine," and he believed her, risking his life to believe her.
But he didn't tell her - he was the prince of Xizhao, and the enemy country came to ask him to use her border defense deployment in exchange for the hope of restoring the country.
That day on the tower, his sword was pointed at her heart, and his hand was so trembling that he couldn't hold the sword.
"Xiao Jinghan, I beg you to step back."
If you retreat, I can die in peace.
But she didn't retreat.
From Tianji City to the imperial study, to the wind and snow at the border - she never took a step back.
Later someone asked him what he was drawing.
He looked at the armored figure in the distance and smiled.
"She looked at me a second time."
