Carrying out her late father's dying wish, she entered the household of the Fourth Prince—whose power shook the imperial court—as a side consort, entering as the daughter of a fifth-rank military official. On their wedding night, he made it clear that his heart had long belonged to another, and that he married her solely to repay a life-saving debt. She neither fought nor contended, hiding her soft sword and secret thoughts, yet she protected him with her life when his cold illness pierced his bones, and pledged their next lives to each other in the abyss of a desperate land. He said, Qingge, I do not regret marrying you at all. She sewed a peace talisman deep into his armor, then turned to watch him depart on a western expedition. He did not know that the person she waited and waited for ultimately left the principal consort's position to the one who returned with the moon. And the time he truly failed her was still yet to come.