Tang Qi, the princess of the Tang Palace with a military power of 300,000, returns from the Western Qin Dynasty. Ling Yuan, the eldest son of the Ling Palace who has not returned to the capital for ten years, also returns to the capital from his ancestral home in the south of the Yangtze River because of Ji Guan. The seemingly peaceful capital immediately stirs up troubles. The story finally begins... Tang Qi looked at the glorious white-robed man in front of him. He hadn't seen him for twelve years. For twelve years, she was no longer the Tang Qi he used to be. Naturally, he was no longer the brother Ling Yuan he used to be. "Little Qi'er has really grown up." Ling Yuan stroked the woman's hair. "Prince Ling, respect yourself, I am no longer a child." "In my eyes, little Qi'er will never grow up." Tang Qi sneered, but when he turned around, there was a thin glimmer of water in his eyes. "Everything in this world can be exchanged for profit," the young woman leaned lazily on the beauty's couch. "You tell me, don't you, Your Highness?" "Where do you put our friendship?" The prince asked. She ignored it and turned away with a cold look. People from the Chu royal family actually knew the word friendship! Three hundred years of grievances and grudges have finally accumulated and exploded in this generation, and they will never go back to the past.