One is Mo Ci, the little-known illegitimate third daughter of the prime minister’s household. She is talented and resourceful, but wants nothing to do with worldly affairs and has no desire to go on living.
Never in her wildest dreams did Mo Ci imagine that the man who accidentally entered her life would be the one she was destined to spend her life with.
The man wants to destroy the Mo household and scatter the Mo family.
Fine. Mo Ci will marry into his household, help him seize the throne, and keep an eye out for anything she can use against him.
The man plans to rewrite history and rule the world.
Very well. Mo Ci will let him run wild across the land, while making sure to record everything in her little black book.
Mo Ci can never escape that man: Yue Xuan.
She gives everything to help him win the realm,
only to be repaid with suspicion and wounds she can never forget.
Mo Ci tries every means she can think of to spend her life with Yue Xuan.
But no matter how much Yue Xuan loves her, he will never allow a potential threat to remain.
When it is all over, she dies in the arms of the man she loves.
Mo Ci doesn’t want to die, but there is nothing she can do to hold on.
When the snow lies thick on the ground, Yue Xuan kills the person he loves most with his own hands.
Reduced to a living corpse, Yue Xuan can never go back to the way things were.
This isn’t exactly a tragic romance. It’s just a little too much like reality, and not the sort of love story you’d find in a fairy tale.
Neither “This love has nothing to do with wind or moonlight” nor “I regret not meeting you before I was married” describes Yue Xuan and Mo Ci’s love.
Their love is selfish and vile. But if they were given another life, even knowing that the other would bring about their death,
Yue Xuan and Mo Ci would both run to each other without hesitation.