The dragon chair of Ji Yubai, the new emperor of Daye, was stained with wet blood. In the smoke of Chu Kingdom's destruction, only the eldest princess Su Jin, who once trampled him into the mud, was left. The emperor in red robes played with the dagger, watched her huddle in the severe pain of the bone-eroding soup, and listened to her swallow hard under the humiliating order. He wanted her to relive every pain of being a proton, but when she burst into tears, her fingertips trembled inexplicably. The dragon chair and the cage, revenge and sinking, when the flame of hatred licks the remaining bonds, who is trapping whom in this entanglement in the name of torture?
Intention: sadomasochism, revenge, hatred is hard to come by
