Prime Minister Shen and General Xiao have been feuding for a long time, but no one expected that the emperor could get along with each other in such an ingenious way that disgusted both families at once - giving a marriage decree to make the bastard son of Prime Minister Shen's family become the legitimate wife of the unfavored legitimate son of General Xiao's family.
Before their wedding, Shen Juanxue, the concubine of the Shen family, did not see her husband Xiao Jichen. General Xiao rushed him back to the wedding room early, and the news spread throughout the capital that he did not even pay homage to the bride.
I thought they were enemies who hated each other, but I didn't expect that someone saw Major General Xiao hurriedly carrying a man wrapped in a cloak and getting into the carriage at the Spring Festival banquet.
It is said that he is the frail and sick concubine of Shen Xiang.
Xiao Jichen originally thought that Shen Juanexue was forced to marry him. He had whispered in his ear over and over again on countless nights: "I'm sorry..."
He really likes this young master who looks cold but is actually easy to coax. He likes him so much that he is reluctant to let him go. He wants to give him the best, and he doesn't want him to go back to Shen Mansion and be ignored and injured.
Later, when he wrapped Shen Juanxue in a fur coat, Shen Juanxue would raise his head lazily and show a faint smile, and sometimes even raise his head to kiss him.
He thought that sooner or later he would hear a voice he liked from Shen Juanxue. He thought so until he witnessed the fire in the courtyard, being dragged tightly and finally only saw a burnt corpse being carried out.
For the first time, he knelt in front of his father and begged him, begging him to let him look at the person he held dear to his heart. In the end, all he got in exchange was heartbreaking pain.
He thought that the worst pain in a person's life could only be like this. He thought that on that day, he was in the most painful pain in the entire capital.
However, when the fire broke out in the General's Mansion, there was also a person who was imprisoned in the East Palace. He left behind the last of his arrogance and said over and over again in a hoarse voice: "I know I was wrong, please let me out..."
The prince, who had been hiding in the shadows for half his life, looked at him condescendingly and said coldly: "Shen Juanexue, this is the price you pay for being a secret guard and putting others above yourself."
"From now on, Shen Juexue no longer exists, only Shen Jiu, the secret guard of the East Palace."
In that corner where the sun never shines, Shen Juanxue hid the blood in her palms and pointed the spikes at herself.
"I don't accept my fate..."
Shen Juanxue was never a handy sword that could be controlled by others. He was a murderous sword that he only held in his own hand.
In just one year, the capital city underwent great changes. General Xiao's legitimate son and General Xiao separated and went to the frontier. The prince was assassinated and there was a taciturn piano player beside King Huan. He wore a mask all day long and his true appearance was not visible.
Four years later, Xiao Jichen rushed back to the capital with a weathered body and illustrious military exploits. Everyone was speculating whether he would come back to take revenge on General Xiao. Only he knew that he only received a withered plum blossom.
"Before winter, let's go to Jiangnan."
He saw a figure under the tower that he never dared to think about again in his life. That person looked at him from the tower and smiled, just like Shen Juexue's faint but affectionate smile when she stood under the eaves and looked at him.
Intention: Destiny must be held in one's own hands