He is the immortal king who became a spirit from broken porcelain, and she is the rebellious daughter of a porcelain-making family in Jiujiang.
At the misty tea party in Mount Lu, he saw her secretly applying glaze to the beard of the Academy Chief.
"This woman's soul is actually the same as mine?" He twisted the porcelain powder on her temples with his fingertips.
The ancient books of Bailudong Academy record a shocking secret: the ancient evil dragon is suppressed under Jiujiang City, and the Mohist bloodline is the only key.
In order to save the common people, he pressed her against the hot wall of the thousand-year-old kiln, but his fingertips gently traced the dragon birthmark on her neck.
"Marry me, or watch Jiujiang turn into a country."
She bit the corner of his lip: "I want your broken heart to be reunited, and I want this city to be peaceful forever!"
At the bottom of Poyang Lake, his robe was spread out like broken blue and white porcelain, and her long hair was wrapped around the jade button around his waist.
"The shadow of Suojiang Tower... Is moving..." She gasped and grabbed his shoulders, "The evil dragon is about to wake up..."
He leaned forward and took her earlobe into his mouth, smiling softly: "Then let the whole Xunyang City listen to how the dragon was locked back..."
With Jiujiang's thousand-year history and magnificent landscape as its bones, its passionate love and life-and-death choices as its blood, and the metaphor of celadon's fragmentation and rebirth, it composes a majestic song about protection, sacrifice and the glory of humanity.
