She is the jade falling from the clouds, and he is the sword rising from the mud.
A bloody fire on Hanshi night burned away the century-old Xuanhe family of Lanling. Shen Yuening, the nine-year-old daughter of an aristocratic family, witnessed the tragic death of her loved ones and the collapse of the Zhulou, and fell from the favor of thousands of people into the abyss of purgatory. Only a blood-stained mutton-fat white jade pendant around her neck, and the wet nurse's bloody last words of "Stay alive! Revenge!" Supported her anonymity in the troubled times, like duckweed floating in the air.
Ten years of dormancy, the wind and frost sharpened the bones. In the past, the noble girl turned into "A Ning", the city embroiderer beside her, struggling to survive in the mud, guarding her remaining dignity and overwhelming hatred. The whirlpool of fate, however, dragged her into the Iron-Blooded Army Camp - the territory of Xiao Heng, the humble general who had fought his way to the throne in the bloody sea of sword mountains.
He, Xiao Heng, came from a humble background and rose to the rank of general with his courage and illustrious military exploits. He was as cold as iron. He regarded the family as a decaying barrier, but he caught something strange in those cold and tough eyes that concealed a world-shattering magnificence. A forced conquest and a life-and-death disaster tightly bound two people who should have been distinct from each other.
She is the phoenix in distress, and he is the lone wolf protecting the country. He gave her shelter, but she didn't know that the flame of revenge burning in her heart could burn everything; she glimpsed his sincerity under his cold and hard shell, but was horrified to find that the clues of the blood feud actually pointed to the authority he was loyal to, and even his vague past...
