The eldest princess Li Menghui picked up a wild wolf in the slave market.
When the chains locked his protruding wrists, the venomous hatred in his eyes made her laugh.
She personally branded him with the mark of the Princess's Palace: "Hate me? Learn to live on your knees first."
Whipping, taming, humiliation... She waited for him to break down and beg for mercy.
Until the night when the assassin's sword illuminated her neck.
Among the guards who fell to the ground covered in blood, the slave was the only one standing.
His blood-stained fingertips brushed the blood marks on her neck: "Your Highness should teach me now..."
"Why did you die standing up?"
Concept: A piece of grass can also start a prairie fire