A Beauty That Topples Cities

What good is an emperor's destiny? It still cannot keep her smile and every charming expression.

What good is a vast empire? It still cannot give her the freedom to roam the wide world.

In this life, ours is a love that was never meant to be.

In this life, ours is an entanglement written in fate.

In the end, did I love the wrong person... or love wrongly?