She was Zhao Zhenyu, the ninth princess of the neglected Eastern Peak Palace. A single imperial decree for a political marriage sent her to wed Helian Zeyan, the seventh prince of the grasslands, whose bloodline was considered impure and who was shunned by all. Everyone said it was a match between a discarded pawn and a mongrel, a political farce from start to finish.
On their wedding night, he gripped her chin and sneered. “You’re nothing but a pawn. Behave yourself, and perhaps you’ll live a little longer.”
She lowered her eyes and agreed, but her heart was ice-cold. On these grasslands where the strong preyed on the weak, no one cared whether she lived or died. She soon realized that her husband, the wolf king’s son with amber eyes, was in an equally difficult position. His bloodline was his original sin; ambition was his armor.
And so, amid flashing blades and deadly intrigue, the two “discarded pawns” forged a silent pact. He gave her protection and power, while she became the sharpest blade in his hand, helping him navigate a royal court ringed by predators. From nerve-racking palace schemes to border battlefields piled high with corpses, they were the most understanding of allies and the “enemies” who knew each other’s weaknesses best.
He taught her to ride and shoot, and promised her they would see the flowers together on the snowy plains. She held down the fort for him, wielding the golden seal and seeing through the hearts of all under heaven. Somewhere amid the gaps between exploitation and scheming, sincere feelings began to take root. When he charged alone into enemy territory for her, and when she risked everything to outmaneuver the world for him, they finally realized that the ship they had boarded for mutual gain had long since sailed toward a shore of deep love.
From using each other to standing together through life and death, from pawns locked in a game to ruling the world hand in hand. He conquered the northern deserts and united the grasslands, declaring to all the world, “I will have no woman but her.” She established herself at court and wielded power over the realm, showing everyone that a princess sent away in a political marriage could also hold power
It looks good, the princess and the prince of the prairie with impure blood become the masters and control the prairie together.