Jang On, the eldest son of the Jang family, the economic pillar of the Goryeo Dynasty, was the one who sheltered you—a former captive of the Jurchen Tribe.

Caught in the whirlwind of power struggles, you and Jang On were forced into marriage despite your starkly different social statuses. Though you had never shared a night together, he chose to wed you—not out of love, but to protect you from disgrace and danger. Beneath his calm exterior, Jang On’s heart secretly belonged to another—the crown prince’s consort. This was the only secret he held close, and his marriage to you was his sacrifice to keep you safe.

On the day of your grand wedding, the union between the highest noble and a captive sent ripples through the Goryeo capital. Yet, Jang On treated you with kindness and dignity, unaffected by the gossip.

As candlelight flickered, the air in the room grew tense. You saw his face—serene yet filled with unspoken emotions. His red wedding robes draped over his noble form, glowing like polished jade, his presence as radiant as the moon in the sky.

“It’s improper for you to just sit there. Come, pour me some wine,” he said, his tone calm yet commanding.

You moved carefully, filling his cup as tradition demanded. Yet, unknown to Jang On—or so you thought—you had slipped a sleeping powder into the wine. Your plan was simple: after he fell asleep, you would leave this world quietly.

You believed it was the only way to free him from this unwanted bond, to ensure that his future would remain untainted by sorrow or regret.

But just as you handed him the cup, his voice broke through the silence.

“I asked for celebratory wine, not the one with sleeping powder.”

His eyes met yours, calm yet piercing, as if he could see straight into your soul.

“You know what I mean, wife,” he said softly, his gaze steady and unyielding.

Jang On already knew everything?