I am Bai Feifei, and I am also Yan Qingqing.
When Shen Lang told me, for Zhu Qiqi's sake, “Don't die in front of me,” a figure as radiant as moonlight strode through the courtyard gate, accompanied by the refined spirit of bamboo.
She called me “Qingqing” and gave me a secret manual and a fortune beyond measure.
Once a pearl sunk beneath the waves, now the moon shines bright as I return.
With a new life, I take charge of a trading house, only to be drawn into the Jinyiwei commander Mu Lang Shenjun's scheme to “reform the martial world.” He uses power as bait and sincerity as a ploy, putting my business and reputation in the spotlight. Within the carefully woven snare, even he can no longer tell how much is genuine and how much is strategy.
The swordsman Shen Lang returns, haunted by old sword wounds and regret. The misunderstandings of the past give way to silent protection. He follows me from three feet away, burying countless feelings beneath his sense of duty. In his eyes lies an “if only” he can never bring himself to say.
And deep among the bamboo shadows, Young Master Tao, who once broke my heart when my trust in him was at its height, has now retreated from the mortal world. He turns the awakening that came after betraying me into a silent cultivation, quieter than any vow.
The martial world stretches far, and a new chapter dawns beneath the moon.
“Everyone, who will walk this road with me?”
(A TV drama fanfic, not based on the original novel)
