Chu Huaijin's father was a typical conservative. He somehow raised such a rebellious son like Chu Huaijin, but he became interested in the little-known eighth prince Li Xingyu and participated in the party struggle. Through Li Xingyu's dark peach blossom eyes, Chu Huaijin could smell the evil spirit seeping out from his bones. Ambition, just like the attraction between similar people, Chu Huaijin couldn't help but get close to Li Xingyu. During the process of getting along, every word Li Xingyu said was as confusing as his face. Every sentence said sincerity, but in this imperial city with clouds and waves, how can there be any sincerity?
Intention: Love and hate