Jiang Zhuoyuan was once the youngest cook in the imperial kitchen, but because of a dish given by the emperor, she was falsely accused of "blaspheming the taste of heaven" and was punished to kneel in the snow for three days in front of the stove. Her hands were frozen and cracked, but she still guarded the burned imperial cookbook. When she lit the fire with her own hands and turned her life's work into ashes, a cold shadow stood quietly - Yu Jinci, the cold-faced regent, was once her childhood sweetheart, but he was also the one who ordered her to be deposed. Three years later, she returned to Kyoto as an orphan, using the broken music as a guide to rekindle the fire; while he secretly collected all the lost recipes in the world, just to wait for her return. A bowl of hot soup, a fire, is it hatred, or an old love that remains unquenched?
