On the snowy plum terrace, the young man shocked the giant with a sword.
The sea of blood stretches across, turning young admiration into deep-seated hatred.
One is a tyrant emperor who climbed up from the muddy cold palace, and the other is a vengeful powerful official who returned from the snow in the north.
The game between kings and ministers, the entanglement of love and hate, and the unspoken redemption hidden under the many misunderstandings.
When the ice melts and the snow remains, they can finally spend the cold winter alone.
The powerful ministers attacked × the emperor and the tyrant of the dynasty suffered
True loyal minister × fake tyrant
Intention: Don't be blinded by hatred, cherish the people in front of you