Yang Liu is sold to the warlord Zhao family and becomes the second young master’s “medicinal catalyst.” To her surprise, he really does wake up, only to hurl cruel insults at the “benefactor” who saved his life. She endures the humiliation, while he treats her with contempt. Then one day, the master of the house tosses her a student uniform. “Don’t bring shame on the Zhao family.” As a fountain pen scratches across rice paper, she sees for the first time the cruel world she lives in. And when he sees the once-timid bride who had married him to bring him good fortune now daring to challenge a professor in class, his heart skips a beat. When the flames of war reach Beiping, the bride of old grips a stack of leaflets, while the young warlord raises his gun. What separates them is far more than the distance between a grand old mansion and an ordinary life, isn’t it?
