She transmigrates in her dreams, stranded in another world and desperately searching for a way home.
She mustn't let herself fall for him, but she can't stop feeling sorry for him.
She can't bear to see him made into a slave, beaten for others' amusement.
She can't bear to see him made into a shadow guard, silently sacrificing himself.
She can't bear to see him made into a male concubine, used only to satisfy others' desires.
She can't bear to see him made into a young master sacrificed to political scheming.
She can't bear to see him made into an entertainer, forcing a smile.
She can't bear to see him made into a prince, bedridden with illness and with no will to live.
She can't bear to see him left alone on a snowy peak, an empty shell condemned to loneliness.
After all the twists and turns, she cannot escape heartbreak.
