At the banquet in Qionglin, there was blood and rain, and the piano player in white got a startled look.
The new top scholar picked up the blood-stained black jade finger ring and stepped into a shocking conspiracy that lasted for fifty years.
[An unsolved case suddenly arises, and a fateful encounter occurs]
On the Shangsi Festival in the 17th year of Taiping, the Qionglin Banquet was suddenly bloodbathed. Nineteen-year-old Gu Qingmo, the No. 1 Scholar, saw a white figure playing the piano to subdue the enemy in the sea of blood among the corpses. The sound of the piano was like a blade, and the murder was invisible.
That was the first time he saw Bai Yueqing...
A blood-stained black jade finger binds the fate of two people who should be opposed...
[Undercurrents in the court, turbulent waves in the rivers and lakes]
"The Blood Moon Cult is back, July 7th Star Observation Deck, the Emperor must die!"
The conspiracy in the secret room, the opportunity at the mass grave, the assassination at the ancestor worship ceremony... Murderous intentions at every step...
And under Bai Yueqing's strings, there is an even more amazing secret - his life experience...
When the ink-edged sword faced the soul-destroying harp, when rational restraint met desperate measures, two completely different people understood each other's thoughts on the edge of life and death.
[Under the truth, it's all lies]
"Do you think you won? The seeds of the Blood Moon Sect have been sown long ago."
The maniacal laughter of the shadow when he was executed is still in my ears, and the plague in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is making waves again.
From Jinling to Youzhou, from Jiangnan to the desert, they walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and also saw the fireworks of the prosperous times. When Gu Qingmo held Bai Yueqing's cold hand tightly, what he said was: "I don't care about the battle for the throne or the grievances in the world. I just want to take you away to see the desert starry sky you mentioned."
