Xiaolu

Deep in the Secret Pavilion of the Jing Dynasty, Su Yu, a convicted female historian, ran her fingertips over "Dancing Under the Moon". The curvature of the woman's flowing sleeves in the painting coincided surprisingly with her father's gesture before his death. And Shen Yan, the school official of Jixian Hall who is always ridiculed as "the son of an actor", always plays the broken-string pipa late at night. There is a code hidden in the sound of the piano that even he himself is not aware of. A tampered copy of "The Laws of Jingchao" and a blackened paper from the Jingsi Institute of Confessions made two young men who were responsible for a family murder unexpectedly intersect. She can recognize paper and ink, and see through clues the traces of tampering in classics; he is good at dancing with hidden edge, and the "Moon Dance" left by his mother steps on the truth of the Heyang Alliance with every step. When the sword of the Jingyi Sect pierced the silence of the school library, and when the shadow of the Chayan Division enveloped the discarded manuscripts of the Secret Pavilion, they realized: Hidden in that moth-eaten dance picture were the fragments of the late emperor's alliance book; The song "Midnight Song" that I sang until I got choked up remembers my mother's grievances written in blood; Even the traces of dance steps repeatedly trampled on the stone slabs in the courtyard are signs of distress carved with peach blossom chalk. "They said your mother seduced the courtiers, and said my father disrespected the Holy Father." "Then let the moonlight bear witness, and use dance steps as a pen to restore the tampered history step by step." From the courtyard of the old house full of sweet-scented osmanthus to the altar of the execution ground with flames blazing into the sky, he broke the last pipa string and she lit the scroll soaked in tung oil—— "Look, even the flames are dancing for us." This is a redemption that uses music and dance to fight against the sword and pen, a legend where the dance of the actor and the pen of the literati shine equally.