On a rainy night in late spring, there was a confrontation in the ancestral hall. He is the powerful Shen Jinghong, whose black robe is stained with blood and holding half of a broken jade - a promise of protection made to her under the peach blossom tree five years ago; she is Su Qingyi who bears a blood feud. Her plain clothes are covered in deep hatred, and she believes that he is the culprit who plots to usurp the throne and destroy the family.
After a palace coup, he rose from a humble minister to the top of power. Everyone in the world scolded him for his ambition, but no one knew that he only wanted to protect her; she transformed from an innocent daughter-in-law to a revengeful blade, and pressed for his life step by step. However, during the investigation, she discovered that there was something fishy hidden in her father's blood letter, and the palace coup that year was full of doubts.
The secret protection of the prodigal guards, the life-and-death protection of the eunuchs with palm prints, the silent watch of the border generals, and the every step of the villain Qingmei's calculations... When the layers of fog were lifted, she was shocked to realize: her hatred was a trap, his coldness was a disguise, and their love had already been involved in the chess game of the righteousness of the family and the country.
The peach blossoms have all fallen, and the sun has set in the country. In this game of power in the name of love, they clearly love each other, but they are deeply enmity across a sea of blood; they clearly want to get closer, but they are driven away by power. In the end, I realized that the most painful thing is never betrayal, but that we clearly care about each other, but we can only look at each other in the twilight of the country, and finally miss each other.
