He was the prince of the imperial capital, and he fell in love with her face when he saw her that day.
She was the daughter of a general, born in a side house. Although she became mute overnight, she had a pair of clear eyes.
He is the son of a cult, but he falls in love with a woman he shouldn't fall in love with.
Do you believe it or not? Love will make you fall. Trust is poison. It nourishes your dry heart bit by bit and kills the last part of your life.
This is a story of love and hate, trust and distrust.
Occasionally sunny, occasionally dark, don't enter if you don't like it, it's a piece of imaginative work purely for self-entertainment~