In her previous life, she was a princess and he was a shadow guard. When she was seventeen, there was a huge spread of red makeup in Beijing. On a full-moon night, outside the bridal chamber, he leaned quietly on a branch and stared at the red window with dark eyes all night long. He protected her for fifteen years, but he didn't know what the inexplicable feelings were in his heart. When she was twenty-seven, the country changed hands and the prince-in-law ascended the throne as emperor. She leaned in front of the window in pain, her heart gradually dying at that time. His heart was cut by a knife, and he wanted to stand by her side, but he was just a shadow, a shadow that she had no idea about. Hong Luan is alone in the tent, Rui Nao is clear of smoke, and the jade pillow is stained with tears. On a dark and windy night, he stabbed the consort in anger, but her hairpin pierced her neck. Before he died, he looked at her quietly, his eyes full of desolation.
In this life, she is no longer a princess, he is still a shadow guard. When they meet again, he can finally stand by her side, no longer the unknown shadow to her... (This story is purely fictitious, any similarities are purely coincidental)