“You are the mighty Beiyan Commander. Why stay here and put up with this persecution? Why don’t you rebel?!”
Fu Shen blinked the water droplets off his eyelashes. Suddenly, he laughed.
All his resentment and helplessness, his dejection, his fellow-feeling, his apathetic insight and bone-deep suffering, were collected in that laugh.
Yan Xiaohan gave a start. It was as if he had been scorched by that laugh. He abruptly let go.
During the escort of a diplomatic envoy, General Fu Shen is injured. Unable to walk on his broken legs, he returns to the capital only to be conferred a marriage with Imperial Investigator Yan Xiaohan, the court lackey who has no bottom line and Fu Shen’s nemesis.