The world laughs at me as a rotten tree that cannot hold up a wall.
Only the sick prince from the East Palace, with his bones torn apart, came walking at night holding a lantern.
His face was pale, with a red mole between his eyebrows that looked like blood.
His cold fingertips brushed my chin.
"Lian Jing, you are a lonely jade."
In the middle of the night at the Marquis Mansion, the hosta fell to the ground, and black hair wrapped around my heart.
How did he know that the bright and sultry young man at that time had now become a demonic obstacle in my heart.
It was a cave on a snowy night, a remote place in Taixue, and it was he who allowed me to use my skills with a lie.
"I want you to serve me, so..."
"I would like to hold the sword for His Highness."
It was the spring hunting paddock, and when the poisonous arrows shot through the air, it was he who used his thin body to knock away the cold light in the sky.
"Your Highness, why bother..."
"Gu said... I want you to become a general..."
[Even if I am burned by fire from now on, I am willing to be the sharpest blade in his hand]
[The weak prince with a black belly is succumbed x the prince who is a clumsy and loyal dog is attacked]
Purpose: Young people should strive for self-improvement
