Her life has been ruined since she was fourteen, and she vows to make the person who started it pay.
After five years of planning, can she finally get her wish?
Can that gentle man like water open the door to her heart, lead her out of the darkness, and give her a better life?
In the turbulent capital, where will he and she go?
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The capital was stained with blood, and corpses lay everywhere. He and she stood in the center looking at each other without changing their expressions. Her sword had already been dyed red, and blood dripped down the blade into the blood on the ground, making a crisp ticking sound. The atmosphere froze and everyone held their breath. Her face was full of pain and forbearance, but she still pressed her sword firmly against his shoulder. "Get out of the way."
His shoulders were soaked with blood, but he still looked at her tenderly, stubbornly refusing to give in, "Stop making trouble, be good, and come back with me, okay?" His coaxing tone was like persuading a disobedient child.
She suddenly felt chilled, and he still couldn't understand her after all. He closed his eyes gently, and when he opened them again, there was no longer any unbearable pain in his eyes. When his hand moved, there was a sound of flesh being pierced. He groaned, looked at her intently, and then straightened down, making a muffled sound.
No one can stop her anymore, she thought.