The gentle and jade-like white-cut black proton vs the arrogant, indulgent and forbearing princess
This is a story about the flowers of the high mountains pulling down the altar and redeeming each other.
She is the most dazzling pearl of the Yin Dynasty, Princess Zhaoyang Xie Minghuang. Being pampered is her costume, and being arrogant and willful is her disguise. In the splendid cage, no one could see the loneliness and coldness in her heart.
He is an abandoned son sent by the Yan Kingdom, Xiao Zhi as a hostage. Being as gentle as jade is his mask, and humility and forbearance are his armor. In the abyss-like situation, there was only the cold flame of revenge and the shadow of conspiracy in his heart.
During a palace banquet, Mingzhu poured wine on the seemingly flawless jade on a whim.
She smiled and held out the silk handkerchief, wanting to tear the dazzling perfection into pieces.
He lowered his eyes and took it, his wiping movements were graceful and poetic, but with a silent irony.
A dangerous game that begins with teasing quietly begins.
She thought she was taming a piece of gentle jade,
He sees her as an exploitable pawn on a Machiavellian chessboard.
However, when the fingertips of temptation touch the same cold soul,
When the shadow of the abyss reflects another lonely cage,
Two souls wearing perfect masks, in a corner where no one can see, finally let go of their guard——
Her fingertips were cold and she touched the old injury on his shoulder, her voice was hoarse: "Xiao Zhi, is this palace... As cold as jade?"
He held her trembling hand with his backhand, his palm was hot, and his eyes were bottomless: "Princess, there was once a glimmer of light in my abyss. Now, it has a name."
She looked into the turbulent dark sea in his eyes, and for the first time she saw clearly the same fatigue and desire as her own under the coldness: "So, are we... Keeping each other warm, or... Sinking together?"
His fingertips brushed against the wetness in the corner of her eyes, and his voice was low and vowed: "No, Your Highness. We are in this cannibal cage... Save each other, and then fight out together."
Bright pearls and cold jade, scorching sun and abyss.
They are each other's doom, and they are each other's only glimmer of salvation.
This time, dancing together on the edge of power, can they break the shackles of fate and warm each other's eternal night?
Intention: Mutual salvation, destiny is in your own hands, don't be a canary in a cage, be a phoenix flying through the nine heavens