She was the third legitimate daughter of the Duke's household. Sent to Mount Zhongnan to study the Dao at ten, she returned home at seventeen. Eight words in a suicide note revealed that her elder sister had died under mysterious circumstances; a secret letter, cut off halfway, left her elder brother's death in battle riddled with questions. Her master said that those who practiced the Dao should seek tranquility and do nothing, but her surname was Mo. The blood of the Duke's household had coursed through her veins for seventeen years, burning so fiercely that she could barely sleep at night.
Three men, and three threads of romance, faintly intertwined with hers. One taught her how to enter the game, one how to conceal her edge, and one how to hold fast to her true self. But there was only one Mo Qingshuang. A Daoist nun had no concern for worldly affairs, yet her star of romance had stirred the very day she descended the mountain.
From Mount Zhongnan to the capital, from Yanmen Pass to White Tiger Gate. The fate of the nation and a woman's place in the world, secrets of heaven that must not be revealed and karma that cannot be evaded. When she finally uncovers the truth behind her sister's death and her brother's sacrifice for his country, who will be standing by her side? And deep in her heart, toward whom should she take a step?
A fantasy novel blending Daoist culture, mystery, and romance. Watch as the young Daoist nun cuts through the fog with her peachwood sword, holds fast to her path beneath the gaze of three men, and lives as a carefree, independent woman amid the chaos of a troubled age.
