In her previous life, she was a deposed concubine who was given to death by the prince himself, and her family's blood debt was unforgettable. After returning from rebirth, she disguised herself, wanting only to stay away from that paranoid and violent man and take revenge in secret. But on the night of the wedding, he dressed in red and lifted his hijab, his eyes cold: "Don't even think about escaping, your life belongs to me, whether life or death." She thought this was purgatory, but she didn't want him to hold her in his palm, eliminate all enemies for her, even bloodbath the East Palace and point his sword at the court. What secret is hidden behind the ruthlessness in the previous life? Can she keep her true heart despite her paranoid love in this life? There was an undercurrent surging in the palace. He doted on her as much as he could, but she was taking care of herself step by step, but she was gradually sinking. When old hatreds and new hatreds intertwine, is she willing to hand over her sincerity and go through this thorny road with him?
