Sadomasochism and killing are decisively intertwined, using intelligence to love and kill each other in a misplaced life
The jewel that had been held in the heart of the Yongchang Prefecture for fifteen years was pushed into the purgatory of Xiuyun Pavilion by her relatives. For three years, Qiao Nian struggled to survive under whips and iron brands. The needle holes in the tiger's mouth and the scars all over her body forged the innocent girl from the past into a sharp blade with hidden edge. When she returned with a broken soul, she was faced with the golden sore medicine delivered by her childhood sweetheart Chu Wangce, and Shen Shizi's seemingly genuine care. These belated warmth burned more deeply than the torture in Xiuyun Pavilion. He came closer step by step, trying to fill her riddled heart with tenderness; but she put a dagger in his throat with her backhand, and said with blood: "When you locked me into Xiuyun Pavilion, did you ever think about today?" In the game of love and death, Qiao Nian used his extraordinary resourcefulness to deal with the conspiracy of the Yongchang Mansion. As the misplaced gears of fate turn, will hatred burn out all attachment first, or will deeply buried love melt the frozen soul first? A sadomasochism about redemption and revenge was staged.
