When Liuli woke up, she became the spirit of an antique vase that had been gathering dust for hundreds of years in the general's warehouse. The long lonely years were broken by ten copper coins from a poor scholar. Su Wenqing, a down-and-out scholar with a poor family and failed attempts, took her away from the cobwebs and placed her on the desk of a humble room. Liuli was grateful and secretly used her meager spiritual power to help: dispel the cold and cold disease that invaded the scholar, and quietly straightened out the handwriting of the manuscripts he copied when he was exhausted. She watched him study hard under the cold window and suffered with him in the lonely lamp.
Su Wenqing was not stupid, he gradually discovered the strangeness of this ancient vase - whenever he encountered difficulties or suffered from illness, the cold porcelain vase would exude a strange warmth. In the rural examination room, villains were causing trouble and filth was splashed. It was the sudden and burning warning from the bottle that allowed him to avoid it in time and save the fateful examination paper. While he was on the gold medal list and enjoying great glory, he was put in danger for rescuing a child who fell into the water. At the critical moment, the beautiful figure in the bottle appeared, using up all his spiritual power to lift him up. Looking at the hazy figure gradually fading in the moonlight, Su Wenqing's feelings of attachment and protection are unforgettable.
At the banquet of Qionglin, a new scholar, a colleague joked about the old vase on his desk that had never been separated from him: "Brother Su treasures so much, could it be that there is a confidante hidden in it?" Su Wenqing lowered his eyes, feeling the familiar and silent warmth of the vase on his fingertips, and responded in a low voice: "It's an old friend." A silent protection and deep attachment that spanned people and spirits, dust and beauty, quietly continued in the warm touch of the vase.
