He had been in the cold palace with his mother and concubine for six years since he was born. He was born with a cold temperament and no warmth in his eyes. However, he was the emperor's favorite prince. At a young age, he had a handsome face that would impress the entire country. However, the man who looked like a moon god had an unknown pain. By chance, he got lost and walked into the cold palace. When he saw him dressed in black and covered with injuries, he was frightened. When he turned around, he saw that man in white robes who was as holy as a god. Suddenly, his cold heart sank to a corner, but he didn't want a fire to harden his originally lax heart. Entangled and tortured, he pinched his neck and said viciously, "Leng Yuetian, my pain will be repaid tens of millions of times as much as yours. Even if I go to hell, I will drag you with me." Leng Yuetian laughed miserably. She used to think that his appearance was the salvation arranged by God for her, but she never thought that the pain he brought to her was thousands of times worse than what she had suffered. Forget it, I have already experienced things that are more terrifying than death, so what does this mean? He said, "Leng Xiaohan, the pain you have caused is tens of millions of times more. I once told you that as long as you are alive, you should be happy, but now I regret saying those words, because I found that I have been living but never happy. I think happiness can only be experienced after I die." He had a feeling when facing his words. He hesitated for a moment, but in the end he did not understand it deeply, and finally judged him based on what he saw and heard. When the truth was revealed that the person he had tried to take revenge on was not him, he spit out blood on the spot and never got sick again, because the person who was deeply hurt by him was no longer there...