She is an elf-like woman, as quiet as a virgin and as active as a mad rabbit.
He is a man like Di Xian, a humble gentleman, sinister and cunning.
The first time he met her was on the night of the Yuan Dynasty when thousands of families were reunited and celebrated.
At that time, he thought she was just a young lady sneaking out to play; she thought he was just a scholar with pretty good talent.
When they met, he was attracted by her intelligence and justice; she was also shocked by his talent and his temperament.
Just, should we laugh at the trick of fate?
She is the youngest daughter of a world-famous general, and he is the thoughtful seventh prince of an enemy country.
When the hatred between the country and the family meets again. How should he and her face each other? Is it hatred? Or forgive?