Chu Qingyin, a top modern jewelry designer and doctor of toxicology, accidentally traveled through time and became a disciple of the ancient medical immortal who was exterminated. In order to find out the truth behind her master's tragic death, she disguised herself as a man and sneaked into the border military camp, becoming the army physician of General Lingyu Xiao Hemian, the rumored "masked god of murder".
She approached with a poisonous needle and hatred, but found that this man, who was suspected of being an enemy, blocked arrows for her on the battlefield, covered her with clothes in the cold night, and held her hand tightly and whispered "Don't go" when she was unconscious due to poisoning.
What confused her even more was that the biggest customer of the jewelry store she ran in the capital as the "Master of Linglong Pavilion" was actually the mysterious and lazy His Highness the Prince of Jin. And his request for customizing the blueprints for concealed weapons was strikingly similar to her army's idea of improving ordnance...
An accidental "marriage in the wrong sedan chair" tied the general who had "died on the battlefield" and the "pavilion master" who returned to the capital for revenge, to become the most inseparable couple of the Jin Dynasty in the whole capital.
In the red gauze tent, she handed over the poisonous Hexin wine.
He drank it all with a smile, but when she turned around, he grabbed her waist, and his breath was hot against her ears: "My dear, this poison has a lighter taste than the needle you tried to prick me in the military camp three years ago."
It turns out that General Lingyu is him, Prince Jin is him, and even the patron "Jiu Ye" whom she regards as a close friend is also him.
And the enemy she thought killed her master was a fellow traveler like her who had been searching for the truth in secret and walking alone for three years.
"I disguised myself as a man and sneaked into the military camp to kill the masked murderous general."
"But he taught me how to hold a knife, shielded me from arrows, and put warm goat's milk beside my pillow."
"Later he 'died' on the battlefield, and I
