Under the white snow in the sky, a woman wearing a fox fur cloak held a sharp sword and smiled at the young man kneeling on the ground. She was mesmerized by those familiar eyes, and she took him into the house on a whim, but she didn't expect that she would make a mistake every step of the way. The cold-hearted young general could give up his identity and prosperity for him and join the enemy alone; or he could bear the eternal infamy and take over the world for him.