To Be Tomorrow

The palace is silent and surrounded by red walls, surrounded by thousands of worries. Song Zhao seems to be a princess in the palace who does not care about worldly affairs, but the unknown truth of the death of her mother and concubine is always pressing in her heart. She only waits for one day to find out the whole story and clear her mother up. She never thought that this plan would start in such an unexpected way - one day, the Imperial Guard Lu Yun was seriously injured and fell from the wall into her courtyard. The shadow of the knife was not cold, but his pride was still there. Song Zhao's eyes moved slightly, knowing that as a forbidden soldier, he was in charge of information inside and outside the palace, and he was the person she could rely on on her way to find evidence. From then on, Princess Qing Leng put away her idle attitude and lured Lu Yun into the game. Lu Yun originally wanted to recover from his injuries and escape, but during Song Zhao's step-by-step planning, he was gradually moved by Song Zhao's tenacity and intelligence hidden under the indifference. From the initial temporary help, he gradually became the most reliable barrier in front of her. During the day, he held a knife to protect her left and right, thoroughly investigating for clues, and at night, he accompanied him under the lamp to analyze evidence, and jointly defended against the hidden arrows in the palace. The palace is turbulent and treacherous, and the desire for power is surging. The two work side by side to break through the layers of confusion, and take care of each other in the intrigues. Originally, they all had plans to leverage each other, but as they stayed together day and night, the cold eyes reflected the sharp edge of the knife, and the iron-blooded hearts rippled with tenderness. The road to enmity is long, but love is secretly born. Using the deep palace as a game and sincerity as a chess piece, we walk hand in hand on the road of revenge. In the end, the injustice is overturned, and the love is deeply rooted. Deep in the red wall, the wind and snow are waiting to be revealed.