Dressed as a dandy on the verge of death from poisoning, I dragged three thousand iron cavalry to the city, but unexpectedly I discovered the thin and taciturn fourth prince - he smelled like powder.
I stood outside the Qianyuan Palace, looking at the fourth prince—no, the fourth princess—who had lived there for twenty years. She came out wearing a dragon robe, and her eyes were exactly the same as that night in the back garden.
"Lin Yan," she called me, "do you still want to check?"
The wind and snow fell in the capital, and I suddenly couldn't tell whether I was a chess piece or a chess player.
And the man hiding in the palace is still laughing in the dark.
