A forgotten prince in the cold palace, a palace maid who risked her life to protect him.
When the bloody imperial power struggle pushed the young man to the throne, the only thing he could hold was her hand.
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The new emperor ascends the throne, and the world is uncertain.
Nineteen-year-old Xiao Baoer hastily ascended the throne amidst the turmoil. Under the dragon robe is the inferiority complex and fear engraved by his sixteen-year life in the cold palace. In the court hall, the Queen Mother lowered the curtain, surrounded by powerful ministers; at the border, Di Qi was pressing down on the border, and the sky was full of flames. Everyone said that this puppet emperor would not last long and would only wait for the next coup to engulf him.
Only Ning Niang knows what kind of fire is hidden in the heart of the child she once protected with her life.
From the Cold Palace to the Golden Palace, from being bullied to being in charge of life and death, she is his only old friend, and also his last shield and sword.
"Your Majesty, the road ahead is difficult and dangerous."
"Then flatten it." He held her hand tightly, his eyes gradually filled with imperial thoughts, "Ning Niang, accompany me to conquer this country——
Take it back inch by inch
This is a hand-in-hand counterattack that started from the beginning, and it is also a deep love that is struggled to protect in the abyss of power.
When the dragon chair is cold and people's hearts are treacherous, only the bond that spreads from the cold palace becomes the only light that illuminates the abyss.
"I can fail everyone in the world, but I can't fail you. "
"What if one day, Your Majesty has to choose between me and the country? "
"…This country was originally won for you. "
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