The teahouse proprietress Su Yunlan is the most mysterious and beautiful lady in the capital. The burning birthmark on her left shoulder still hurts, and the silver needle in her sleeve still quenches the poison of revenge. The scorching fire, the burning wedding dress, and the neighing phoenix in the dream all reminded her that the black hand that caused the destruction of her family would not let her go easily.
Pei Jingheng, the prince of Wudinghou, was the emperor's sharpest sword. The scar on his wrist chain glowed with a cold blue light every full moon, but in his arms was hidden half a gilt-silver bell that had the same origin as Su Ci's birthmark.
He and she are obviously on opposite sides that cannot be reconciled. This journey started with conspiracy and exploitation, but gradually got out of control. Everything seemed to be doomed, and they were destined to drink together in the flames of this troubled world. Revenge with love as the blade will eventually find its way back among the ashes.
