I remember someone said that there are thousands of passers-by in the world. It is not sad that someone leaves. What is sad is the hope he takes away.
That winter day, my father and brother were executed, my mother committed suicide, the whole family was confiscated, and my sweetheart regretted their marriage. Everything happened so quickly, and everyone I loved left me. I think all my hopes for life were probably taken away at that time.
I thought that my life was like a thousand layers of white snow on that winter day, so pure that I couldn't see my way forward or my way back.
Later, I met him.
The story of a girl who has a cold personality due to her family background and only seeks revenge, and a prince who is even more sinister and scheming.