At eight years old, all he could see was a scarlet sea of blood. From then on, he chose to sink into endless darkness…
Love had never been part of his plans, and he had no longing for it.
If all a person does each day is wait for the day they die,
then nothing else matters to them anymore…
And yet,
the woman his imperial brothers had mischievously foisted upon him,
that strange woman, gentle and clever yet impossibly stubborn,
was someone he grew more and more attached to, until… he could no longer bear to let her go.
When his longing became an inexplicable possessiveness, his heart fell into turmoil…
Their love, however, was destined to be more arduous, more helpless, and more beyond their control than that of ordinary people.
He knew there was always someone else in her heart. He knew that, like him, she had never liked life in the palace. As intrigue within the court mounted and smoke from border conflicts filled the air, he decided to let her go. He had no choice but to let her go, for he bore the hopes of all the people of the Yan Chi Kingdom and the responsibility of succession entrusted to him by his officials. All he wanted was for her to be happy and live well…
How could he bear it? How could he bring himself to let her become the Empress of the End Times?!
When I look at your writing, I feel it is always bland... The author's reply: Really?? But this character design is like this, ugh~~ I'll make it more lively next time, haha
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