She was once the fallen "Feihong General" He Yan. As a woman and with flesh and blood, she earned a great reputation on the battlefield, but her relatives took away her name, gouged out her eyes, and poisoned her on the day of her success. When she opened her eyes again, she became a poor abandoned daughter with the same name, the same surname, her bones were broken apart, and she was forced to marry the blind powerful official Xiao Jue.
In this life, He Yan wields a knife and enters the Shura field again, just to regain the stolen name, wash away the grievances, and make the enemy pay with blood! With war as the pen and blood as the ink, I vow to rewrite the name of that general and star!
However, as she stepped closer to the core of the truth, she discovered that behind the shadow of death entangled in her past and present lives, there was always a pair of compassionate and gentle eyes overlooking the overall situation. She is Yan Yueling, the "living Bodhisattva" known to the world - compassionate and helpful to the world, with a benevolent holy hand, and the light of the wind and the moon are as bright as the bright moon. It was she who gave doctors and medicines to He Yan when he was sick and weak; it was she who brought Xiao Jue back to life when he was blind; it was she who took in homeless orphans, cared for widows on the battlefield, and benefited the common people.
But why does this "god's" moonlight always push He Yan deeper into the storm? Why did those whispers of care, like the spring breeze, breed the greed and viciousness of the He family like poison ivy? Why did the charity hall that illuminates the world become a devil's cave that feeds the dead and controls the mind?
When He Yan tore through the fog and saw the coldness and madness behind Yan Yueling's compassionate mask, and saw the chess-playing hands that controlled the country, people's lives and even "destiny", she realized: the most poisonous people in the world are not snakes and scorpions, but butchers cloaked in holy light! The most terrifying enemy is not the one who fights with open swords and open guns, but the false gods who turn compassion into shackles and good intentions into poison!
