[Sensitive, fragile, domineering, possessive little tyrant × tall, quiet, reassuring young guard]
Wanyang comes from a powerful family. Her father is the Grand Preceptor, and her mother is a princess who commands the army.
As she walks down the street, people flee in fear, stealing glances at her from afar.
Known as the Little Tyrant, she is always accompanied by a young guard.
The Little Tyrant steps onto his knee to climb into the carriage, sits on his shoulders to pick pomegranates, and curls up on his back for a nap...
She berates him in front of everyone, and in a fit of anger, grabs whatever is at hand and hurls it at him, injuring him...
Yet in the dead of night, when no one else is around, she curls up beside him and sobs in fragile despair.
Everyone who sees or hears of this shakes their head in indignation, saying the Little Tyrant bullies others with her power!
Then war sweeps across the land. The old dynasty falls, and a new one rises. The silent young man climbs a mountain of corpses to ascend the throne.
Wanyang angrily grabs the Imperial Seal and smashes it against his head. Qin Chen holds her captive in his arms and gently blows on her hand, his eyes dark with emotion:
"What's so great about being the Little Tyrant? I'll make you the one and only empress..."
Theme: The time will come to ride the wind and break the waves, hoisting the cloud-white sail to cross the vast sea
