Tan Yi, I, Weining Ru, have promised you the love of my life. But you regard my love as nothing, so I will use my death to exchange for your Yu Dynasty's endless wars and the hardship of the people for life after life!
He gallops on the battlefield and serves his country. He is a first-class man in Beijing.
She is well-educated, gentle and dignified, and is the most beloved daughter of King Xia.
For love, for that fleeting moment on the battlefield, that startling glance, disturbed her heart.
Knowing that he had a sweetheart and knowing that he hated the method of getting married, she insisted on letting him marry her.
Once upon a time, she thought her gentleness could influence his heart.
They were the flesh and blood of her and him. After three years of marriage, she finally had his blood, but she didn't know that their love in this life was ruined here.
His concubine whom he loved to the core of his soul killed her son. Who should be responsible for this?
When the sword was pressed against his chin, he said to her, "Anai, I'm sorry."
Can three words, "I'm sorry," erase all love and hate?
God had mercy, and she was reincarnated as a human being, Song Ning, the first prostitute in Beijing at that time.
With hatred and her son's death in mind, she got close to him at all costs...