Miss, You've Come

He was the King of the Western Campaigns. On the day he returned victorious, he brought back a woman from a fallen kingdom and treated her like royalty, doting on and indulging her, while forbidding outsiders from coveting her. A servant once caught a glimpse of the woman and could only marvel at her breathtaking beauty and figure. Few women in the capital could compare. But the woman from the fallen kingdom couldn't stand him. Whenever she saw him, she treated him like an enemy, shouting that she would kill him. In one scuffle, she even yanked out a handful of hair from beneath his crown. She was fiercely hot-tempered, and every time he went to see her, he came back injured. Yet he bore it willingly, treating her gently and granting her every wish. He thought she was still wild, like a fierce eagle, and that once tamed, she would stay by his side. They would spend their lives together as a loving couple, devoted to each other alone. But one day, while his guard was down, she drew a dagger and stabbed him in the chest without hesitation. Only then did he realize that the pain in his heart could be a hundred times worse than the wound. Seeing her pale, helpless expression, he still reached out tenderly to touch her bloodied, trembling hand. “How foolish. Who stabs someone and cuts their own hand in the process?” Theme: Charge forward without fear!