The palace walls are covered with snow, and the setting sun weeps blood.
Le Ji Shen Wei was full of schemes and tricks to attract the cold emperor's pity, but unexpectedly he had already seen through her plan.
He is a noble person, cold-hearted and cold-hearted, but he treats her with special eyes. Even though he knows that her intentions are not pure, he still gives her the utmost honor and favor.
Under the palace wall, love and hate are entangled. When calculation meets sincerity, the deep love of moths flying into the flame is ultimately a sinking without regrets.
Intention: The game between pretense and sincerity