He is a battle-hardened prince, born among the common folk, with his heart set on the realm. She is the crown prince’s betrothed from a neighboring kingdom.
The two had nothing to do with each other, until a chance brush of shoulders on the streets of Yanjing changed both their fates.
He schemes at every turn, claims the throne, and then personally leads a million troops to destroy her country and her family.
The day the Kingdom of Li falls is the very day of her wedding.
The festive chimes become a lament for a fallen kingdom. She watches her bridegroom kneel before him and beg for mercy, while she becomes his captive, imprisoned in his harem.
Again and again, she swallows her humiliation and schemes with all her might to take his life.
He knows she hates him to the very core, yet still refuses to let her go.
Iron chains pierce bone, cold blades cut through flesh. A once-romantic love is turned into a chilling song of blood.
He says, “Ye Lige, do you hate me? Even if you do, in this life and the next, you are destined to be Fu Canghong’s woman. Even if I die, I will have you buried alive in the imperial mausoleum…”
The instant her hands are drenched in his blood, she trembles, her eyes full of hatred. Yet in the end, his searing gaze burns away her last resolve…
