She is a carefree and beautiful girl.
He is a bit naive and handsome young man.
They were childhood sweethearts, but as the daughter of a powerful minister and the son of the Emperor of Heaven, they were always on opposite sides.
Lovers eventually get married, but how should they choose between the throne and their lover?
In the repeated torture of each other, does the Bald Head Curse still count? Is the intimacy of youth spotless?
Intention: trust