The Grand Tutor, Li Ci, is reserved and composed, a gentleman as refined as jade.
The only thing anyone can fault him for is his less-than-respectable background.
They say that when Li Ci was young and destitute, he eventually became the slave of the little princess, Xie Zi, and suffered every humiliation at her hands.
When the former dynasty fell, Xie Zi fell into Li Ci's hands.
He settled their old scores, one by one.
Xie Zi was locked away in a dilapidated courtyard and left to fend for herself.
Anyone could bully her.
This princess was breathtakingly beautiful, but mute.
Even when others tormented her to the utmost, she could only silently swallow her tears. She could not even cry out loud.
Even so, Xie Zi still held on to some hope for Li Ci.
She hoped he would clear up the misunderstanding between them and help her petition the new dynasty to gather the bones of her father and mother, whose bodies had been left exposed to the elements.
Until the day she saw Li Ci sitting across from the princess of the new dynasty.
When he spoke of Xie Zi, his tone was disdainful and contemptuous. "If it weren't for the greater good, why would I have spared her life?"
Xie Zi's heart finally turned to ash.
She refused to be a pawn Li Ci could use to threaten the restoration army, and slit her own throat outside the city, her blood spraying three feet.
She would never be able to tell Li Ci
that the person who had humiliated him back then was not her, Xie Zi.
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After Xie Zi died,
Li Ci slaughtered everyone who had ever bullied her and toppled the Futu Pagoda, which had been built to suppress the vengeful spirits of the former royal family.
He was even willing to bear the name of traitor and rebel.
He searched the four corners of the world and sought out the immortal mountains of Penglai, hoping to find Xie Zi's wandering soul.
After that, they would grow old together, their love never wavering.
But everyone in the world said he had gone mad.
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When Xie Zi opened her eyes again, she had only one thing in mind:
to kill Li Ci.
But Li Ci stood silently before her in the snowy night. Blood-red fury surged in his restrained eyes as he took her hand and guided her dagger into his own chest.
"Your Highness, would you look back at me just once in exchange for this life?"
Theme: Do not let appearances deceive you.