Three hundred years by the Wangchuan River, Tutu is a flower from the other side that borrows its soul to become a spirit. The hem of her bright red skirt was stained with cold dew from the underworld, and her amber eyes hid an ignorant curiosity about the joys and sorrows of the world - she saw souls passing away with obsession, but she didn't understand why she always missed that figure.
Yan Shenzhi, the only son of Black and White Wuchang, was born standing on the clouds of the underworld. Her dark hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, and her eyes were noble, but she once squatted beside the flowers on the other side, stuffed candies from the underworld into her palms, taught her how to recognize the stars and the moon in the mortal world, and showed her the various forms of death by the Naihe Bridge. That period of childhood was the warmest light in Tutu's three hundred years.
But the identity gap will eventually crush the warmth. Hei Wuchang made a marriage contract for Yan Shenzhi to the general's daughter, and even ordered him to go to the mortal world to practice for hundreds of years. From then on, he talked coldly to her during the day and mocked her as "just a low-level flower spirit" to his friends; at night, he quietly climbed into her bed, resting his chin on the crook of her neck, and said with sincerity mixed with the smell of alcohol, "Only at this moment, I don't have to pretend."
Yan Shenzhi has to choose between her family mission and the love of her heart. Can this flower from the underworld find its flowering season in the human world? How will Yan Shenzhi break through the shackles and protect her?
