When the cold rain from Jingzhe soaked through the medicinal fragrance of the Imperial Medical Office, half of the jade pendant on Luo Zhizhi's fingertips was glowing with a biting coldness. The bruises left by her father's sudden death and his hold on her wrist before his death perfectly coincide with the gap in the word "" that was gouged out of the jade pendant.
The black cloak of General Fu Xinghe of Zhenbei always smells of the wind and snow of Yanmen Pass. The crescent-shaped scratches on his armor are exactly the same as the broken jade pendant, the cinnabar soil on the soles of his boots reveals traces of the royal hunting grounds, and the half-snow lotus tattoo on his wrist echoes the seven-star lotus lost in his father's medicine garden. The young man who buried the dregs of medicine in the general's mansion ten years ago was now guarding her with a razor-like silence. The muffled sound of the sword's spike and wolf's fangs colliding contained the antidote to the "Seven Days of Drunkenness" poison.
The hem of the new emperor Zhao Heng's dragon robe was stained with the juice of heartbroken grass, and the Hetian jade he was turning on his fingertips was the same as the half of her sleeve. When Fu Xinghe requested an order to take her out of the palace on the grounds of an urgent report from Northern Xinjiang, when the bronze tripod in the secret passage of Yaowang Valley spit out a celadon portrait of his mother, and when two broken jade pieces spelled out the word "Eternal Protection", Luo Zhizhi finally understood: the cause of his father's death, Fu Xinghe's true identity, and even the truth about the late emperor's death were all condensed in this jade that had been quenched and roasted by fire.
A silver needle can detect poison, but it cannot detect the depth of people's hearts. She is a female doctor at the Imperial Hospital, who needs to use golden needles to clear away the layers of fog; he is the surviving son who bears a blood feud, and needs to use his iron cavalry to break the shackles of imperial power. From the youth's worries under the crabapple tree to returning home together in the wind and snow at Yanmen Pass, the cracks in the reunion of broken jade contain a deep love that is more bone-crushing than "Seven Days of Drunk" and a redemption that is hotter than the power struggle in the palace.
