[Blurb]
The late emperor passed away, and the court was thrown into turmoil.
Princess Changle Zhang Su became a casualty of the power struggle between two princes. Forced into a political marriage, she was sent far away to the northwest.
On the journey, she witnessed the foreign tribes attack like raptors and devour like wolves, cruel and wanton. Her delicate, lovely face went white with fear.
With nowhere else to turn, Zhang Su broke into the military camp at night and knelt before her distant, reserved imperial uncle, pleading for his protection in a soft, sweet voice.
Looking at her tear-streaked, lovely face, Zhang Huan suddenly remembered his previous life. He had protected her and given her every honor, yet on the day the city fell, she had abandoned him and turned to marry someone else.
The eyes of Zhang Huan, usually refined and self-controlled, gradually darkened with a menacing gleam.
After Zhang Huan ascended the throne, he treated his old ministers with courtesy and promoted new talent. The realm enjoyed peace and prosperity, with songs and dancing everywhere.
Everyone said the new emperor was a model of virtue and courtesy, gentle and respectful of tradition.
At first, even Zhang Su believed it.
Until the calm restraint he usually showed vanished, and a fierce glint appeared in his eyes from time to time.
Zhang Su tried to escape, but every time she ended up in his grasp.
