By day, he is the most vicious hound at her command.
By night, he is her lowly lover, hidden from the world in her bed.
The whole court calls her depraved and heartless.
Yet, despite his pride and his blood feud, he is willing to rot in the palm of her hand and serve as her blade.
The enemy army presses close.
Arrows whistle behind the battlements. Covered in blood, the man pins her hard against the bricks.
He bites her trembling knuckles and pants with obsessive intensity:
"Your Highness, if tonight is our last stand, then let me take you to paradise first!"
Once the situation is under control, in front of the Golden Throne Hall, the Eldest Princess pulls out a gold hairpin herself and drives it through his shoulder blade!
Coldly, she grinds him into the mud. "A dog I've tired of playing with. Send him into exile. I don't care if he lives or dies!"
Three years later, she is thrown into the imperial prison after falling from power.
Cavalry smash through Chang'an's gates.
The man who was once a fake lover, trampled by everyone, has become a tyrant who rules over life and death!
Armed from head to toe, he charges through the prison over a trail of blood. His fingertips tremble as he fastens a fine, soft gold chain around her reddened ankle.
His obsessive red eyes lock onto hers. His voice is both humble and mad:
"Your Highness, that hairpin hurt for an entire year."
"Now that the realm is mine, Your Highness... you can only be mine, too."
Chu Jinghua lets the gold chain coil around her foot and smiles, bold and coolly alluring.
"The dog I raised has finally grown into a wolf bold enough to swallow the whole world."
The roles of ruler and subject reversed, love and hatred burning in their hearts...
