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Yuan Mu had black hair and snow-white skin, her beauty was enchanting, yet she was disliked by her father and brothers. Despite her noble birth, she was regarded as a jinx and raised in a remote manor for years. It wasn't until she saved a young man at the age of fifteen that she first harbored expectations for the future. Helan Zhen was handsome and gentle, a refined and elegant man Yuan Mu had never encountered in her life. Although his background was a bit humble, his sincere and unwavering affection for her nearly drowned her. On the eve of her father forcing Yuan Mu into a marriage, she cried and said, "You must come and marry me..." The curtains swayed, and Helan Zhen's voice was low and hoarse: "Alright."

Yuan Mu endured many days of waiting, finally wishing Helan Zhen back before her wedding. Clad in a dragon robe and a twelve-stringed crown, it was then that she realized he was not the common soldier Helan Zhen, but the deposed Crown Prince Li Congliu, the original master of this realm, the most noble man in the world. Yuan Mu should have been overjoyed, yet after Li Congliu ascended the throne, he married her elder sister instead. Her sister was frail and unable to conceive, so he demanded Yuan Mu enter the palace to bear children on her sister's behalf. Li Congliu had forgotten Yuan Mu, and forgotten the love between them. The Emperor was cruel; he only found Yuan Mu's body flawed, resenting that she was not a virgin. Yuan Mu was imprisoned in the deep palace for three years, suffering endless torment and living a difficult life. It wasn't until her newborn son was taken away that she finally plunged into despair and set fire to that desolate, cold palace chamber.

The fire that night was immense, so vast that Li Congliu could never forget it until his dying day. Upon seeing the charred corpse, the usually composed and cruel Emperor's expression crumbled. He knelt on the ground, frantically clutching her hand. Yuan Mu disliked hairpins and intricate head ornaments, yet she always wore a crudely made jade bangle on her wrist. It was an old item Helan Zhen had given her years ago. Li Congliu had detested it, had forced her, but Yuan Mu simply refused to take it off. At that moment, Li Congliu finally remembered that the Helan Zhen Yuan Mu yearned for was him, and it was also he who had carefully placed that jade bangle on her wrist. The girl he had personally crushed was the very one he had once cherished and feared breaking. Li Congliu's mind reeled, his eyes seemed to drip blood. It was then that he finally understood the meaning of heartbreak and tearing one's guts out.