Snow on Embers, Embers on Snow

When the fire meets the cold snow, will it burn out or merge? The sandalwood in the government hall has not yet dissipated, and the smoke wrapped in the black python robe has shattered the peace of the court. The moment Xiao Jin pinched Xie Lin's neck, everyone thought it was the powerful regent crushing the weak scholar - but little did they know that there was an indescribable bond hidden in the light and shadow of the sword. One is the scarred King Wu, who uses his military exploits to control the country, but also uses his violence to stir up troubles; the other is the King Wen who turns Buddhist beads, using pen and ink as his blade, and maneuvering step by step in the chess game of power. The tit-for-tat confrontation in the imperial examination case, the dense cloud of suspicion in the rainy night, the unspoken words beside the poisoned wine, the arrow that pierced the shoulder blade in the Hall of Supreme Harmony... They are incompatible mortal enemies, but they always reveal a trace of unconscious care in the most ruthless confrontation. The secret of the late emperor's death is hidden in the moth-eaten chess game. Beidi's iron hooves tread on the snow at the border, and the prophecy of "snow on embers, embers on snow" has already destined this entanglement: Will the fire burn out the cold snow, or will the cold snow extinguish the flame? When Scar meets Longlash, and when anger crashes into the deep pool, they will finally play a game of chess with their lives on the chessboard of Dajing.