As the eldest princess of Daye, Li Zhiwei has been wanton in her life. The only time she "did good" was when she broke the legs of the enemy's hostage Murong Heng three years ago. She saved him and destroyed him. Three years later, the situation between the two countries changed dramatically. In order to protect herself, she was forced to marry the new king of Beimu who was sent back to the country and succeeded in seizing the legitimate heir. On the wedding night, the red candle wept. Murong Heng lifted the hijab, with three years of hatred and frost in his eyes. He pinched her chin and said word by word: "Your Highness, my leg, is it good?" Li Zhiwei touched the scar on his knee, and in his suddenly stiff eyes, her red lips parted lightly, and she smiled so brightly that he said, "Your Majesty, you have forgotten? I broke more than just your leg." "And the secret message that you have hidden in your pocket, which is enough to destroy your entire family." She leaned close to his ear, her breath was like orchid, but her words were as poisonous: "How about a deal? You help me bring down my stupid emperor brother, and I help you stabilize your crumbling country. You restore the country, I take power, and we each get what we need. After the thing is done, we will break up and never get entangled." From then on, the sworn enemies in the eyes of the world became the closest allies in the dark night. Above the court, they faced each other across the mountains and rivers. They were the monarch and the eldest princess who wanted to eat each other alive. Within the curtain, they exchanged the most confidential information and planned the most vicious conspiracy. But Li Zhiwei didn't expect that the way her ally looked at her became more and more strange. Until one day, Murong Heng trapped her on the dragon chair, and her once cold eyes were now filled with scorching heat. "Zhiwei, I will give you the country and the country, and I will give you the government and the public.
