She is the daughter of a wealthy man, and he is the prince of a country. There is a kind of love in the world that is like a moth flying into a flame. There is no reason, but he is willing to devote his life. The two met by chance. She liked him, and gradually he also fell in love with her who was different, but it was a pity that fate had a way with people, and they had no choice but to separate. She forgot about him. Unwilling to give in, he came back to marry her. Maybe it was fate. She fell in love with him again. Will fate play a joke on them again? God is sometimes soft-hearted and sometimes chilling. . .