One is an enemy hostage, who looks lonely and cold, but is actually hiding a lot of trouble. The other is an arrogant princess, who seems to be arrogant and arrogant, but is actually kind and lovely. She walked into the high wall he had set up for himself with love. Was their childhood love a pure love or a long-planned conspiracy? When the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, is love still there? Has the eternal alliance under the moonlight disappeared in hatred?