The night he lost his mother, he wanted to use her body as comfort. She was afraid to avoid him, but when she saw his heartbroken face, she took the initiative to offer her virginity. For the sake of his kingdom, he gave her to others again and again, telling her each time that it was the last time, and she was desperate... She couldn't bear to be touched by another man again, and she couldn't stand the way he looked at her after being touched by another man, so she. . . . . . When the sword cut straight into her belly, and when the blood stained her white dress, he finally knew what it meant to be heartbroken and to be unable to move again. Her cold body like a paper doll curled up in his arms, "Brother Hong, virgin blood is the cleanest. I have to use all my blood to wash away my filth. Can I still be clean?"