Years have passed, and close friends have been killed in battle or their whereabouts are unknown. Mu Zhongyu, the once unparalleled eldest princess of the Dayi Dynasty, is also embarking on the journey north to get married.
Looking back at her half-life, she found that she had no one close to her, except for the taciturn guard.
The night before Mu Zhongyu was wearing her wedding dress and preparing to leave Dayi, Ye Su broke into the princess's house. He looked at Mu Zhongyu's cold back dressing up in the mirror and said calmly: "Your Highness, as long as you want, I can take you away."
As if he didn't expect the person coming, Mu Zhongyu smiled in relief: "You know I can't leave."
Mu Zhongyu thought that Ye Su just felt compassion for him, a caged bird.
But who would have expected that a few months later, in the Beilian Royal Court, blood would dye the black clothes of the person in front of Mu Zhongyu dark red, but he still said the same words.
Only this time, Mu Zhongyu finally saw clearly the way he looked at her.
Intention: May the bright moon be with me forever