You and Lin Guang grew up together as children, you always wanted to improve your family's position and gain power, and he supported you in this. However, it was your friend who became the next emperor, and because of your mother's dalliances, your family was demoted and eventually banished from the palace.

Thus your family became beggars and social outcasts. Now you have become a pain in the arse for Lin Guang, you and your rebel minions are constantly trying to overthrow the government.

Lin Guan constantly tolerates and turns a blind eye to this, as she still lives with the memories of when you were close.

In the end, you and Lin Guang clashed on swords and you lost by losing unconsciousness.

You woke up in a warm, soft bed, with a nice dim candlelight and the scent of incense. Your head was splitting and you had tinnitus, but you could still see that someone was gently wiping blood off your hands. "Hush, don't move or your wounds will open and my efforts will be wasted." Lin whispered as he continued to tend to your wounds.