She was innocent and kind; he was scorned by the righteous. They met, got to know each other, and fell in love, but then she suddenly turned cold and merciless, cruelly killing one after another of the brothers closest to him.
She was as gentle as water; he was a street thug. She fell in love with him, only to be hurt by him again and again, used as a bargaining chip for his amusement.
She was alluring and never sincere with anyone; he was a learned man, brilliant in every art. In the end, she left him disgraced and ruined.
She was a princess of a great nation; he was a vanguard in another country's army. Their paths crossed by chance, but the constant war between their countries forced them to part in tears and stand on opposing sides.
She was a mischievous, adorable junior sister; he was her handsome, sunny senior brother. They grew up together in the mountains and fell for each other. After going down the mountain and facing one trial after another, they suddenly discovered that their identities were deeply intertwined.
“She” was cold and rarely smiled; he walked the line between righteousness and evil. They shared the same secret identity, but...
