Xie Zhaoyuan, the imperial advisor of the Xi Dynasty, had overwhelming power in both the government and the public. He was aloof and unpredictable, and he was in charge of the star plan to calculate all the secrets of heaven. No one knew that the taciturn new shadow guard "Ling Xi" beside him was actually Xiao Ling, the emperor's most cherished eldest princess. She put away her red makeup and hid under the men's clothes. She used the blade of the knife as a pen to write an unknown undercurrent and watch beside him. He calculated everything in the world, but he only missed the blade beside the pillow, the shadow under the lamp, and the tenderness and determination hidden in every breath she took. It wasn't until the beacon fire burned out and the snow fell on his shoulders that he was shocked to realize that the answer he had been pursuing all his life was already engraved in his bones and blood, but he had passed by... Her.
Intention: Identity, love and hate are torn apart and sacrificed in the conspiracy.