She is Cangwu's most noble Princess Yongxi, Xiao Jin, and she is also the infamous "Crazy Beauty".
The centipede-like scar on her neck was the shame carved by the enemy soldier's scimitar, and it also distorted her understanding of love - only coldness and control could make her feel safe.
He is "Ten", a human-shaped murder weapon without emotions, and a bronze mask that blocks out the fireworks in the world. Picking her up from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, he became her only "anchor" in the dark world.
At the age of sixteen, by the Taiye Pool, she fell into the cold pool, pulled off his mask, gave him a bloody kiss, and locked him close to her: "From today on, you are my shadow."
After her grandfather died and the new emperor forced her to marry far away from Xirong, she became the caged bird of the hypocritical king. The deep palace is treacherous and hidden arrows are hard to guard against. She goes around under the mask of "debauchery", morbidly seeking the attention and protection of "Ten". Every time the old scar on her neck was opened and she licked the blood from his fingertips, it was a ritual for her to confirm her "ownership".
The king of Xirong is gentle on the outside but sinister on the inside. He discovered the existence of "Ten" and greedily wanted to take this "magic weapon" as his own, and even took pleasure in humiliating Xiao Jin. Peeping behind the screen, false favor, and vicious plots that follow step by step...
When the poison of love invaded Xiao Jin's heart and her consciousness became blurred, she bit "Shi"'s cold lips and absorbed the only breath that could redeem her.
"Ten, take me away... Or go to hell together."
The inhuman person under the mask will eventually be infected by the madness named "Xiao Jin" for his princess.
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I am Xiao Jin, the most unruly Princess Yongxi of Cangwu Kingdom. The old scars on my neck are marks left by the flames of war, and they are also my sharp blade in the abyss of intrigue.
The "ten" that my grandfather devoted all his efforts to forging has always been with me like a shadow. I put myself in desperate situations time and time again, just to tear apart the secrets behind his bronze mask. I jumped out of the cold pool, lifted my mask in the water, and kissed his smooth lips. I raised my face to test, and finally waited in the shadow for his hoarse response: "As you command, princess."
Until my uncle succeeded to the throne and sent me to marry him like a mother. At night with the swaying red candles, I stared at He Lanzhuo's hypocritical face: "Your Majesty, do you know what my dowry is?"
In the shadow, the bronze mask reflects the candlelight,
"Ten"'s sword has been unsheathed three inches.
* **Yandere Princess x Mouthless Secret Guard**
* **Two-way redemption (twisted version) | Strong confrontation | Deep palace conspiracy**
* **Atypical sweet pet, extreme pulling, dark aesthetics**
Concept: Sacrifice of power: How can crushed humanity recognize and warm each other under the ruins of deep palace intrigues?