In the Great Jing dynasty, founded under the Jian Yuan era name, imperial authority is wavering. Old wrongs lie buried beneath the snow, and love and hate burn the heart.
She is the sole survivor of the Shen family of Jiangnan, massacred to the last. She once spent her entire fortune and knelt in the snow all night to save the gravely wounded, iron-fisted regent. She laid her heart bare with tenderness, only for him to misunderstand her completely and crush her true feelings into the mud.
He is a prince born to a concubine, motherless since childhood and starved of affection. He commands a powerful army, cold and taciturn, yet obsessively devoted to her alone. He trusts a villain’s slander and wounds the only person in the world who ever treated him with sincerity. By the time he comes to his senses, she is long gone, leaving him consumed by regret.
The injustice of a family destroyed, the sinister machinations of court, revenge stirring in the martial world, and the warmth of everyday life…
He pursues her through hell and back, willing to trade his empire for one glance from her. She returns, reborn from the ashes, and shakes the court with her business acumen as she clears her father’s name.
At its most painful, love is profound; when misunderstandings are resolved, they bring redemption. In this world of endless mountains and rivers, nothing compares to a touch of snow in your palm.
