On a snowy night, backstage at the theater troupe.
A Chou's face was covered with thick white powder, and the mole under his left eyebrow was the only flaw. Marshal Gu Yanchen kicked in the door, and the red silk on his riding whip frightened the night herons. He stared at the line at the corner of the actor's eye - the painting method was very similar to Zhang Yueniang, his old friend who had exterminated the family and was looking for him.
In order to take revenge, Achou made the ignorant actor Xiaolou his "stand-in": he put on cinnabar moles and a broken bracelet, making every step startling. As the red silk fluttered, hidden arms, the troupe's secret alliance, and the young marshal's deep-seated love, hate and pursuit were intertwined into a web. When the fake mole moves, the silver bracelet is exposed, and the pocket watch photo reappears, the identity is shaky.
On the one hand, there is the blood feud and the important responsibility of the family and the country; on the other hand, there is the sacrifice of the substitute and the scorching gaze under the young marshal's gun. A Chou smeared disguises on the book of life and death, but he didn't know that every ups and downs in the troubled world might push himself or others to the end determined by cinnabar. This life-and-death battle with the stage as the battlefield will eventually end with red silk stained with blood.
