How does a drop of dew leave traces on a golden branch...
It was an unprecedentedly grand imperial examination unveiling, with Yang Bulian, the emperor's youngest son, at the top of the list. He came stepping on flowers, holding a sword, and smiled brightly at the little beggar in tattered clothes...
Seventeen years later, the beggar made his own choice - to become you, protect you, and fulfill you.
For you, kill weakness. Invincible.
In three years, true feelings and false intentions, love and hate intertwined, power and sex shared...
So the beggar got the best gift and the most ruthless knife in the world.
"I got used to the way you were loved by others, and I forgot that one day you would fly away."
The gloomy and perverted powerful minister × endured the humiliation and deposed the prince.
(It's a real confrontation from beginning to end! One second, they're cutting each other off, the next, they're talking to each other about their heartfelt feelings)
ps: This is a love story, so all the background settings in the article are nonsense, so there is no need to delve into it.
Purpose: to lead by example