On a night when her family was broken and her family was dead, a cold plum blossom stained with blood was her only remaining hope.
> Chu Wanshuang, the daughter of the Minister of Rites, fell into the clouds overnight and was reduced from a noble girl to the "Shuang Niang" of Xinyun Tower. The fragrance of powder conceals blood and tears, and the strings of pipa hide murderous intent. A little red plum makeup on the forehead is a mark of humiliation and a totem of revenge.
>Thousands of miles away, Prince Su Li Shuqian, who has returned from a bloody battle, is her glimmer of light in the dark night. Xinyun Tower is a cave for selling gold, and it is also a place for maneuvering. She needs to crush her pride, use the wind and moon as her armor, use the sound of the piano as her blade, and be frightened at every step under the watchful eyes of the princelings.
> Dried plum blossoms outside the Great Wall send lovesickness, and golden hairpins hide secret letters to kill people. When the feelings of the former benefactor Qi Xiuyuan become uncertain, and when her mother's life hangs in the snow in the north, Chu Wanshuang uses her body as a chess player to stir up the chaos in the court. From the Xinyun Tower to the Jiuchong Palace, from the Frost Lady to the Queen, she used the cold plum as a blade to kill all the enemies, and even let the emperor who promised her "a pair for life", she would rather lose the country than the king.
> When the cold plum blossoms reflect the blood, the phoenix sings and rises to the sun, the pepper house is the only favorite, and the plum fragrance is always with you.
