Huo Yunzheng, the emperor of the Song Dynasty, was cold and taciturn. He ascended the throne at a young age and became an inhumane piece of ice in the deep palace. He thought he would never trust anyone again in this life, until the secret guard named Chen Jin appeared.
Chen Jin, ranked seventh in the secret guard camp, was not bad at martial arts, but talked enough to make Confucius angry. He squatted on the beam of the royal study room and counted the number of times the emperor frowned. He climbed over the wall in the middle of the night and went out to queue up to buy candied haws.
Huo Yunzheng annoyed and annoyed him, but he never drove him away. Chen Jin was poor in speech, but his whole heart was tied to Huo Yunzheng and he never dared to tell the truth. Huo Yunzheng felt cold, but he gradually discovered that the shadow squatting on the beam had long become the only light in his gloomy years.
However, the palace has never been a gentle place. The chief eunuch Li Dequan secretly colluded with the feudal king. The old case in which Concubine Chen was framed resurfaced. The chronic poison in Anshenxiang, the fake seal of the dragon robe in the secret room of the pawnshop, and a shocking conspiracy of regicide and rebellion are approaching step by step. In order to protect Huo Yunzheng, Chen Jin pretended to surrender to the enemy and entered the game alone.
He thought he would have the last laugh. But the emperor's love and the secret guard's order are ultimately an unsolvable dilemma.
That night, he fell in Huo Yunzheng's arms, with a crossbow arrow piercing his chest and staining his dragon robe with blood. His face turned pale in pain, but he still smiled: "Your Majesty, I don't feel any pain."
The emperor shed tears for the first time, and his laughter was uglier than his tears.
"Chen Jin, let me smile for you."
Intention: The most cheerful laughter, the most silent love. The most common companionship, the most decisive sacrifice. May every sincerity in the palace be lived up to.