A clear-eyed, healing sweetheart × a mad prince who splits his personality for love
Brother trope + possessive love
Ye Junyao is an orphan with no one to rely on. Living under someone else's roof, she is careful in everything she does, asking only for a place to call home and a way to make a living. She never expected to be framed.
At the moment of danger, she is rescued by Xuan Yuanze, the crown prince of the dynasty.
Xuan Yuanze is as gentle as jade, peerlessly noble, like a radiant moon. He was also once the light that shone into her heart.
Yet she sees him arrive through a sea of blood, with countless heads flying through a crimson haze as he talks and laughs.
From then on, fear takes root in her heart, and she avoids him at every turn.
Only when she looks back does Ye Junyao realize she mistook one person for another. The one who truly holds her heart has been by her side all along.
After their wedding, the two live in perfect harmony. Her husband is busy with the family business, leaving at dawn and returning at night, but she is content.
On the day of a palace banquet, her husband falls ill, so she enters the palace alone, only to have her way blocked.
Xuan Yuanze's eyes are shadowed as he approaches step by step.
"Little Junyao, he likes you so much, so why didn't he accompany you to the banquet?"
"Come to think of it, don't you think he looks a lot like me? So tell me, do you like him, or do you like me?"
Ye Junyao believes that though the two men look somewhat alike, they are completely different people.
And the man standing before her is a madman.
Only when she is held hostage and her life hangs by a thread does her frail, helpless husband transform into a god of slaughter, his figure gradually merging with the terrifying one in her memories.
Her "husband" removes the blindfold and calmly wipes the blood from his fingers before reaching out to her. "Little Junyao, come here."
[Short Scene]
In a secluded palace garden, candlelight flickers dimly.
"You wouldn't want me to kill my own brother, would you? From now on, why don't you love me instead?"
"After all, I've been pretending to be him for so long. Don't I look just like him?"
Theme: May you ride the wind for ten thousand miles and never lose your lofty ambition.
