He is a passionate prince with unparalleled intelligence
He is a handsome, cold-hearted young man
A glance through the mirror
It's fate, it's helpless, it's also willing
Knowing clearly that it cannot, is not right, and cannot be done
But I still love it
Is it fate or calamity?
What is love?
Is it to support each other, to grow old together, or to accompany each other through life and death?
But they can't have this kind of love...