On the night when Zhenbei Hou Shen Zhao's wife and children were beheaded, he massacred everyone in the court, stained the imperial steps with blood, and went crazy for seven days. When I woke up, the world had changed hands. He kept his name anonymously and used his identity as a merchant to weave a web of revenge, but the palace woman Shi Su Ling actually hid his bloodline orphan. The lieutenant Pei Yan is as hypocritical as a snake, the horse thief Jiang Wujiu hates him to the core, Shang Yi Xie Zhaohua holds the secret book of the murder, and the old eunuch Zhao Huaien ignites the spark of restoration deep in the imperial mausoleum. When the truth is peeled off layer by layer, is it revenge or salvation? He could no longer tell the difference - he only knew where the blade was heading, his blood was not dry, and his heart was not dead.
