[Two strong performances - killer meets asshole]
It is an anecdote that the top star of Yunque Tower is actually Prince Duan's only daughter, Jiang Pingting, who has been lost since she was a child. The reason why she was brought back to Prince Duan's Mansion is for no other reason than that she was treated as a gift to the notorious dandy prince of Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion, so as to restore some of the decline of Prince Duan's Mansion.
Everyone laughed at this overestimation of one's abilities. What's the difference between a brothel woman and an ant?
Unexpectedly, on the wedding day, the young man was surprisingly obedient and did whatever he was told. Everyone thought he had been taken away from him.
But no one knew how the woman next to him put a knife to the side of his neck on the eve of the wedding, warning him not to cause trouble.
The dude lowered his eyes, just to see what she wanted to do.
-- --
At the border gate, the night was as thick as ink, and a cold candle flickered in the tent.
The rumored dandy was covered in blood and looked like a Rakshasa, while the beauty playing chess alone beside the candle held the chess piece in her bare hands and looked picturesque.
The Dandy pointed the knife at her and approached her step by step. Hot blood dripped from the tip of the knife. His eyes were red and he said in a trembling voice: "You are not Jiang Pinting, who are you?"
The beauty raised her face, with water flowing in her eyes, and a sunspot fell on her soft jade hand: "Guess?"
-- --
Song Shichu is the top killer in the world, and she wants to assassinate the emperor.
So she pretended to be the daughter of King Duan and married the dandy prince Cheng Shu, walking on thin ice every step of the way.
But when he succeeded, he learned the ridiculous truth. It turned out that he was just a chess piece at the mercy of others.
In this case, then turn this game over and take back everything that belongs to you.
Reading Guide
Shuang Jie; HE; Micro-group portrait plot flow; All members fight in the Shura field
Intention: Looking back at the desolate place where I came from, there is neither wind, rain nor sunshine when I return.