She was chased by her enemy, lost all her martial arts skills, and met him under the peach blossom tree.
He saved her and taught her how to be a human being.
For him, she was willing to give up her freedom and move into the palace as a concubine.
But he left her alone in the bridal chamber on their wedding day.
Days and nights of waiting and suffering were rewarded with a glass of poisonous wine.
After drinking, all their grievances and grievances ended.
She, a murderous demon, put down her butcher knife for him and started a new life.
He was born into an imperial family. For her, he drew his sword to kill the enemy many times to protect her.
When she left, he realized that he had fallen in love with her unknowingly.
He hated and resented that his ruthlessness and unrighteousness had hurt her and himself.
Meet again,
Her identity was revealed and she became his enemy.
She ruined his reputation, killed his men, and took his throne.
He destroyed her achievements, killed her relatives, and took away her sect.
One wrong step, every wrong step.
Between love and hate, what will happen to them?
Let go of hatred, or draw a sword to fight?