" knocking on the door of the cold palace, the former queen of the previous dynasty felt the cold wind in her ears. She had lost her status, her love, and her hope. The emperor's words, like thorns, pierced her heart deeply. However, she had to admit, the cold palace was not so terrible. It was still a place where she could see the sky and breathe the air.

In the cold palace, she met a man who changed her life. He was a warlord who was cold and fierce but had a kind heart. He was the younger brother of the emperor and had been exiled from the capital for a long time. He was the prince of the enemy country, beautiful and gentle, and had a deep love for her.

The warlord had a deep interest in her, and he often came to the cold palace to see her. He would chat with her, listen to her, and comfort her. He told her that she was not a lower wife, but a princess who was as beautiful as the moon and the stars. He told her that she was his woman, and no one could take her away from him.