More than ten years ago, before he joined the lady's house as a bodyguard, Zhong Xuegui was a secret guard from the imperial city, working for the little emperor.
He had been to the Su Mansion several times and once stole evidence that Su Zheqing had concealed.
Su Ciran's helpless and cold beautiful eyes were too proud. He remembered for a long time that they were a pair of eyes that made Zhong Xugui extremely familiar and frightening. They were hidden dangers that must be eradicated.
The Su Mansion hides secrets that can stir up the world.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, he became an abandoned chess piece, exiled to the border town, and became a humble slave.
As long as we find the young lady in our memory, we still have a chance.
When the moon and stars were thin, he lay on the grass, and he still often dreamed of the Golden Palace with its eaves soaring into the sky, the little emperor who was like a trapped beast, the graceful queen mother, and the purple-red and green-robed officials kneeling at the feet of the emperor, with countless specks of blood lingering around them.
He wanted to get back into the game of chess.
This time, not as a secret guard.
When I returned to Mingzhou and saw Su Ciran again, she was already standing tall and graceful, and her every frown and smile were charming.
She has changed. She is no longer like a stubborn cat, no longer curling up silently when being bullied, nor is she no longer willing and indifferent to reject other people's advances.
At that moment, Zhong Xuegui made a ridiculous decision, which was to treat Su Ciran as the noble daughter of Lord Magistrate Su, and not to be her daughter.
"Whatever the young lady wants to say, no matter how big or small, I am all ears."
Purpose: Protection and redemption