She is a princess of a subjugated country. She is alluring but has a calm heart. When the enemy army overthrew the country, her father died on the battlefield and her mother became ill, leaving her and her brother alone.
He was the Seventh Prince who was victorious in every battle, the Ghost King who was frightened by his enemies on the battlefield. His cold eyes, like ice and fire, burned her and hurt him.
When he first saw her, she was the widow under his sword. Her eyes were as bright as the moon, and her expression of not fearing life and death deeply penetrated his heart. He thought she would die like this, but he let her go. Goodbye, she is the leader of the Black Pavilion that he wants to eradicate, and she is also the daughter of the prime minister who he is about to marry. She hangs around him in many identities. Is it for the sake of restoring the country or because of the dull throbbing in her heart? How will she choose between home and country? Maybe it was a marriage in the past life, maybe it was fate in the next life. We met in this life by mistake, which only led to a fruitless grudge. In the years after she left, there was a legend circulating in the world. He searched for her all over the world, took pictures for years, and spent his whole life just to find the figure of the woman in white clothes...