My life has been full of ups and downs, from the son of a lowly slave girl whom everyone ignored to the god of death with great military exploits, and finally ascended to that supreme position.
I don't ask for much. At first, I just wanted to protect myself from the pressure of the palace. Later, I only wanted to gain a little bit of the emperor's sister's sincerity.
Not much, even if it is only one-tenth of Shen Moqing's, I will be satisfied.
However, things backfired...
My imperial sister is good everywhere. She is like the rising sun in the palace, dazzling but not burning.
There's something wrong with the royal sister - she doesn't love me
Concept: Love is both a shield and a contradiction