"Jade Level Ci"
The jade steps of the Dayin Dynasty were paved with gold bricks and soaked in blood.
Xie Wei remembers that the fire lit half of the sky red that night, evidence of his father's "rebellion" was thrown at the Jinluan Palace, and the cries of the Xie family were trampled to pieces by horse hooves. She climbed out of the mountain of corpses and sea of fire and became Shen Yuwei, the silent palace maid in the clothes bureau. Hidden in her sleeve was half a blood-stained military talisman rubbing - that was the truth that her father paid for with his life.
In the deep palace like a swamp, she suppressed her sharp edge, listened to the wind and discerned the rain in the scent of washed soap locust, and discerned the conspiracy among the pen and ink in the Shangshu's study room. Until she met Xiao Che, the seventh prince who always loved painting and calligraphy. He saved her by saying "the glaze is not pure", but he also dragged her into a deeper whirlpool. There is a world hidden in his eyes, and he is twisting the chess game with his fingertips. Under his seemingly idle smile, there is a step-by-step path to seize power.
They are allies and rivals. She used his power to investigate old cases, and he used her sharpness to solve puzzles. Every step on the jade steps was filled with calculations and temptations. But when the feudal king's cavalry trampled the capital, when the prince's sword pointed at the dragon throne, when her life experience was revealed together with his secret, it became clear that the so-called conspiracy has never been different between you and me.
The fragrance of the medicine in Taiyuan Hospital hid the warmth of old acquaintances, and the mist and rain in Jiangnan contained traces of his mother, and the token he handed over was as hot as the palm of his hand. Xie Wei looked at Xiao Che, the man who had acquiesced to Zhongliang's injustice for the sake of power, the man who protected her behind him during the palace coup——
"The grievances of the Xie family need to be redressed, and the chaos in the dynasty needs to be settled, but I never want more than that."
He brushed the broken hair on her temples with his fingertips, and his voice was as low as ancient jade hitting each other: "Then what do you want?"
