In her previous life, Bai Qingshuang died a cruel death and tore up their betrothal agreement. "I'd rather call another man into my bed than enter the general's home at night." The ruthless marquis, whose military achievements were unmatched, is reborn, his heart changed by a dream in which he falls for someone. In their second life: A lost red bird sings, the girl of the past stains the fragrant table yellow. A lip mark crossed out with a blood-written message shatters the weight of a tangled cycle of rebirth, bringing anguish and unease, then comes the torment of a prison of reversed guilt and repentance. Though her outward appearance has been sullied, when she kisses him again, he is swallowed by the Asura and awakens to redemption, determined to overturn the story's ending. A tender-hearted war god and a struggle for power intertwine, the poison in his blood, how intoxicating; her figure sways in the inner chamber as he lifts the red pillow to protect her... Even when life hangs by a thread a thousand miles away and everything fades, she ultimately meets him again in the dust, exchanging even an inch of herself with him, like a spark flaring once more, secretly revealing the true enemy! Truth and lies, desire and infatuation, intertwine in a dense web of betrayal and ruin. She smiles as she is reborn in the palm of his tilted helmet, stumbling forward. "The human world is a battlefield, though time gallops on like a white horse. The green plum years have passed, yet the red dress can still be painted. I still hold on to this: however many calamities and fleeting years we face, can they outweigh that late meeting when we fell for each other?"
The war god's tender love shackles the nation's destruction in a passionate embrace. In the blink of an eye, life seems to be no more than a poem that ends and begins again in vain, this life will decide whether power and favor can overturn every truth and lie. Conspiracy cannot stop the city from falling. Disaster takes root in the warm darkness, revealing its true form. The Asura is about to devour everything, refusing to admit to the world that the story of their entangled karma was never something she willingly passed on. He comes to offer her comfort, the past swallowing them again behind veils; kindness is repaid with a song that rings out over the blood-soaked steps behind him, until its essence is exhausted! The Asura sea spews forth everything, defying fate to the very end, their golden eyes, iron bones, and souls all countering karma, with false vows and kiss marks engraved as soul seals.
Jun dances through tears and grief, asking the heavens again and again, yet they never answer...
