In early summer, he met her in a blanket of snow-white pansy.
The cold words and cold eyes were imprinted in her heart like fire.
Love, hate, entanglement, palace fighting... The fate of the two people is closely linked. They were like two trapped beasts in a deep palace, trying to get closer and greedily absorbing each other's warmth.
Just when the two were about to reach the other side of happiness, sudden changes caught them off guard: the death of their eldest brother, the loss of their mother, and the betrayal of their siblings, which finally made the two strangers.
Two years later, an inadvertent look back and a life-saving rescue brought two estranged hearts together.
However, this sudden warmth, under the layers of conspiracy and power, seems extremely ethereal and can be broken at the touch of a finger.
It was the season when pansy flowers bloomed again. She blocked a sword for him in the white snow, and her blood splashed on the crystal clear petals. She felt extremely ironic and sad.
This time, it's me who will save you. So, goodbye.
And, I love you.