The turmoil of the age has finally settled, and the emperor is gravely ill. Prince Xiao Zhuo stages a coup, commits treason, and hunts down his own siblings.
Xiao Heng receives the news on the day of her wedding.
Her uncle stuffs her into a carriage and entrusts her to her husband, asking him to take her out of the city and away from the chaos. But rebels ambush them along the way. She cowers in the carriage, trembling as the sounds of fighting and groans of pain reach her one after another.
Only after all the noise has stopped, and she can no longer hear even footsteps, does she call out softly to her husband's name from behind the curtain.
But someone else answers.
A bloodstained hand lifts the carriage curtain. The handsome, jade-like man smiles gently and raises a blood-soaked head before her, asking softly, "Little sister, were you looking for him?"
Seeing Xiao Heng tremble and weep in fear, Xiao Zhuo sighs with feigned sadness. "When we were children, you were closest to me. Now you're getting married without even inviting me. How heartless. Your brother is truly hurt..."
Then his expression turns cold in an instant, the madness in his eyes growing stronger. "I want to kill you this very moment."
Bound by blood and bone, yet sworn enemies.
2024.1.2
1. This is not a complete blurb, just a general idea for now.
2. They are not related by blood.
3. The genre should be obvious.
Theme: Face love and hate
