In the twenty-seventh year of the Republic of China, gunfire pierced Peiping on a snowy night.
Huo Changying, the "six-petal plum" disguised as a man by the Huo family, swam from the blood of the Juma River to the Tianjin Concession with a rouge horse and a throat-cutting knife.
She owes Qiniang a life, carrying gold bars and bullets; she even owes Shen Guizhou a shot, the bullet is still stuck in her bones.
The train was robbed, the warehouse was on fire, and penicillin and gold bars fell to the ground at the same time——
Should he save his brother who is dying of poisoning, or should he return the plum blossom engraved in his heart first?
The snow has not yet melted, but the cannon has already fired.
The next time they meet, what does she want, his left breast or his life?
