A cup of poisonous tea at the Peony Banquet forged a life-and-death bond between Wen Qi and Ye Zhaoxue. One is a neat woman with sharp eyes, who can break the situation with a sword, and the other is a cold, wise, and good at strategizing. From Qingyun Temple to uncovering a traitor, to transporting grain and grass outside Yanmen Pass, to the Jiangnan disaster area to turn back the tide of corruption, the two are stepping on the undercurrent of power struggle.
The begonias under the palace wall fell and bloomed, and several jars of plum wine were brewed by the Taihu Lake. They told each other about their fears late at night, and they also protected each other back-to-back in crises. When the storm has cleared, under the small window of Jiangnan Courtyard, two pairs of hands that once held strategies and swords can finally study ink and write lyrics together, and live together in a peaceful life of growing old.
