The second year of Yongxing, the third month.
A white crow brought word that the Prince of Ming was accompanying the emperor on an inspection tour. After hearing the news, Chen Shaoyang, a lay disciple of the Shaolin Temple, traveled a thousand miles alone to Jiangdu.
The young man carried a bow on his back and arrows at his side. He had no thought of returning from this journey. He sought only to avenge his fiancée, who had been brutally killed by the Prince of Ming of the Great Sui three years earlier.
He managed to sneak into the imperial palace and draw his bow. Amid the decadent music and clamor of strings and flutes, just before the Prince of Ming possessed him, the face of the person beside him was so dazzling that it left him dazed...
An emperor-beauty gong x a swordsman shou
Warning: Extremely melodramatic! The gong is probably unhinged, and there are many creative liberties. Enter at your own risk!
Core message: Treasure the present
