One is an innocent naughty boy who loves to act coquettishly, the other is a gentle and graceful young man;
Relatives die one after another, conspiracies follow one after another, but when you need that person the most, he disappears without a trace?
Is the tenderness and tenderness of the past just a dream?
Many years later, one became a cruel and domineering prince who was feared by everyone, while the other became a cold and taciturn secret messenger.
"I will help you win the world!"
Can the promise made lightly be believed again?
There is no love, so hate.
Because of love, I hate even more!