Grand Master Han Zhao was born into a famous family and was talented. He was deeply trusted by the late emperor and shouldered the important task of assisting the young emperor. Xiao Ye, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, was a nephew of the Queen Mother. On the surface, he was bohemian, but in fact he was deep-minded and held the power of the Jinyi Guards. Although the two have different positions, they gradually intersect in the complex political whirlpool.
Getting along is like ice and fire colliding——
"In the chess game in the court, there must be someone who can be the Grand Master's sword." Xiao Ye's breath swept past his ears, with the warmth of blood.
Later, there was a sudden change in the court, and the Queen Mother took advantage of the young emperor's birthday party to launch an attack. Xiao Ye led the Jin Yiwei to stop the assassin, but stuffed the blood-stained sword into Han Zhao's palm: "The Grand Master said, act with integrity -" His blood-stained lips pressed against the side of Han Zhao's neck, "Now, hold on to my sword."
When the conspiracy was revealed and Xiao Ye was framed by the Queen Mother, Han Zhao hugged him from behind, the wide sleeves of his official robe wrapped around their intertwined hands: "I never trust anyone, but I trust you."
"Master, are you... Trying to protect the rebellious officials?" Xiao Ye chuckled and grabbed the back of his neck with his backhand.
"I only protect those who are loyal to you." Han Zhao kissed the bloody corners of his lips, and his plain clothes and black armor were entangled in the candlelight.
Intention: work together to break the situation