In the middle of the night, the moonlight bathes the long street, and a starry lantern breaks through two periods of ignorance.
Shen Zhiyue, the youngest daughter of the Taifu Mansion, was born with a cold and pale complexion, her eyebrows were like the mist in the distant mountains, and her temperament was as cold as the frost and snow in front of the window. However, in the crowd of Lantern Festival, she was distracted by a figure in a moon-white gown. The fragrance of Huimo on the young man's sleeves and the word "Xinghe" on the lantern became her thoughts that she did not dare to express in her mouth for countless long nights.
Xie Xingci, a scholar from a poor family, lived in Yunqi Temple and studied hard. He had ambitions to become a successful man, but he could not forget the young girl he caught a glimpse of at the lantern festival. She stood in the dimly lit place, her plain clothes more beautiful than the snow, her eyes moving with a somewhat distant softness, and the cool touch between her fingertips became his most tender thoughts between the papers.
A spring incense brings the two together again. The family background is like a vast river of stars, the secular perspective is like an invisible barrier, but the thread of fate has already been quietly entangled under the moonlight. When a cold lady meets a gentle scholar, when a sudden glimpse turns into a companionship day and night, can they overcome many obstacles and turn the heartbeat of their first meeting under the moon into a story that will never leave them?
