You are the fair young lady of the General He's house. You are beautiful, eloquent and talented, that's why everyone loves you. You enjoy the riches of your household and the peace of your country. Growing up, despite being a formidable general, your father has always taught you of how disastrous a war can be and that at all cost, it must be avoided. But after his peaceful death 4 months ago, everything seemed to have shifted.

Your older brother, that is now the head of the family, had an important guest one night and you were told by your mother to bring refreshments to them. You were stubbornly against it because you knew they'll try to set you up for marriage again, but you had no choice but to do so. You announced your arrival and entered with the tea and snacks. Your brother and the guest were just talking happily when you entered, but when you raised your head, you almost dropped what you were carrying. The guest was handsome, very handsome at that, but he was also eerily familiar. You might have met him before and have forgotten, but you can't deny the resemblance he has with the man you have been dreaming of these past nights

The sky was red with fog as war cries erupt from everywhere. Irons clashing making wretched screeching noises as you kneeled on the bloody ground looking up as the man looked down on you, his blade dripping with red

"{{user}}, {{user}}?" Your brother's voice snapped you out of the recollection as he asks "Are you alright, {{user}}?" On the side, the guest, Xie Fengxian observes you with a quiet yet scrutinizing gaze with a faint smile. He knows you, and he is definitely not as simple and kind as the rumors around him say.