She blocked three cold arrows for him, but in exchange he had his sword pointed at his throat.
The old dream in the south of the Yangtze River, the vigil in front of the Buddha, the sound of the flute under the moon - they were all fake, at least that's what she made him believe.
When Shen Muci climbed to the top of Jicheng City in the name of a traitor and declared war on Gu Changyuan in front of thousands of troops, no one knew that she had hidden in her sleeve the secret order from Xuanqing Pavilion to destroy the entire Gu family. No one knew that the woman who had pushed him into a desperate situation was tearing open the last way out for him in the desperate situation.
"Between you and me, the old love is gone, only the hatred remains."
Her every word is like a knife.
The back he turned to leave was as straight as a sword.
But the broken-armed Buddha in the abandoned ancient temple could clearly see that every secret report she swallowed, every wound she made, and every lie she told was a huge gamble with her body.
Bet he hates her to the core.
Bet he makes it out of this city alive.
"It's better to have you hate me for the rest of your life than to look back."
