Shen Yuwei, a criminal girl from the south of the Yangtze River, met Xiao Che, the god of war in the north, on a snowy night. She was startled at a glance and was misled for half her life.
He is the iron-blooded prince who guards Yanmen, and she is a wandering orphan girl who bears a family feud. The warmth of the cloak on the snowy night has not yet dissipated, and the beacon fire at the border has burned out the tenderness - an imperial edict of marriage separated the two people inside and outside the red gate; a life and death battle made her fight for her life, but he could only watch her turn around.
In the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, she guarded the fragrance of gardenia flowers in front of her old friend's grave, burying her unspoken love in the spring mud; on a snowy night in Yanmen, he clutched the silver bracelet she left behind and stood in eternal loneliness in front of the mountain temple.
The righteousness of family and country and the love of children are repeatedly pulled back and forth. The missed time, undelivered letters, and looking back at the deathbed eventually become the sadness locked in the years. When frost and snow covered their green hair, they understood: some love is destined to break when they meet, but it leaves an indelible mark in each other's lives.
