Ten years ago, he was his reading companion, and they rubbed shoulders with each other day and night. After witnessing a palace tragedy, he quietly left with his father, never wanting to see that ruthless and hypocritical man again. Ten years later, he had no choice but to return. In the Golden Palace, he was the Holy Lord and the Mingjun, and he was an inconspicuous idle minister. I thought that with that childhood friendship, I would be able to settle down and live in peace even if I didn't have to be protected by him. Who knows that this is the real beginning of the nightmare. "You would have been more careful when we met then, let alone now."
Ten years ago you abandoned me, but now, how can I let you go?