Jing Lan
▷ Identity: young general → powerful marquis
▷ Personality: A rock that is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He is decisive in killing on the battlefield, but clumsy and persistent in love. Love is a silent knife that cuts off the thorns in his path.
Yu Zhao (Su Yu/Chen Xi)
▷ Identity: Number one in Fuxiang Pavilion → Mr. Su from Jiangnan → General's wife
▷Character: Fireworks wrapped in ice shell. Arrogant and mean on the outside, sensitive and fragile on the inside. From accepting his fate to becoming sober, he finally grows bones alongside his lover.
On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the young general Jing Lan was hit by a branch of sweet-scented osmanthus. He looked up and saw the black-haired Yu Zhao in snow clothes on the colorful building, laughing and scolding him for having "the stupidest eyes."
After that, he had to save three months' salary to see Yu Zhao, but all he got in exchange was cold looks and ridicule. When he tried his best to redeem Yu Zhao's life, he only got the sentence "Save it for yourself to buy a thin coffin."
Three years later, Jing Lan returned from a bloodbath in the enemy camp and found that the Jade Bodhisattva, who was once hard to find, only cost five cents to meet. He took the person back to the general's mansion and used the most clumsy way to warm the frozen body - feeding him sweet medicinal diet, customizing a pipa, building a Jiangnan villa, and even resisted the decree and refused to marry. During the long period of healing and waiting, Yu Zhao finally saw clearly: It turned out that someone had swallowed all the hurt he had caused, then turned around and built a safe haven for him, and whispered: "It's warmer here."
"You give me a dream in the south of the Yangtze River, and I give you a gift to be by my side for the rest of my life."
From Fuxiang Pavilion to the General's Mansion, from five cents to the imperial marriage certificate——
This is the ultimate redemption that spans ten years and runs in both directions.
It's like holding a cup of longan tea that is getting warmer on a winter night - the first taste is the astringency of fate, the aftertaste is the sweetness of time, and finally the warmth seeps into the bones.
