A sudden encounter entangled people with different paths. She is an upstart carrying the past, he is a prince with a deep secret, he is a counselor who walks between light and darkness, and she is an orphan struggling with power and emotion. Under the wisteria flowers on campus and beside the glazed lamps in the palace, unspoken thoughts are hidden in every corner of the eaves, and eyes that hesitate to speak are reflected in every candlelight.
When conspiracy clings to the candlestick like a vine, when love sprouts in the shadow of power, they are repeatedly pulled between suspicion and trust, and they redeem each other amidst danger and tenderness. Some people burn themselves for protection, while others step into the abyss for obsession, and the flickering candle under the eaves always illuminates the most secret sincerity - perhaps all the calculations and precautions are not worth the words "Don't be afraid, I am here".
From green temptation to standing side by side, from the turbulent undercurrent to the settling of the dust, they made a move on the chessboard of fate without regrets, and used their time to brew a pot of tea called "care". The bitterness hides the sweetness, just like the everlasting candlelight under the eaves, which warms the years and softens the time.
