No Spring in the Far North: The Blackrock Citadel

That evening, two swift horses left Shuoyang City and galloped south along the main road. Their riders were a man and a woman. The man wore a green robe and carried himself with ease; the woman had her hair tied high in a ponytail, a dagger at her waist, and a small cloth pouch hanging from her saddle, filled with red dates freshly picked from a tree.

The setting sun stretched the shadows of the pair riding side by side long, very long, until they merged with the vast northern landscape.

Behind them, Shuoyang City's gates slowly closed. Ahead, the lights of the capital flickered faintly in the distance.

What awaited them on this journey was a new storm, new trials, and a new road ahead.

But they were not afraid.

A Ye, a prisoner in an underground prison, escapes the living hell with a poison-coated hairpin blade in hand. His father remains behind bars, and behind an old wrongful conviction lurks a ruthless hand manipulating the court.

Amid a blizzard, two people fighting for their lives meet at a dead end.

One must reclaim her power and avenge the humiliation of her family and country;

the other must break free of her cage and save the life of her loved one.

The currents run deep beneath Blackrock City, where schemes weave a web layer upon layer.

As war fires flare across the northern frontier, they have only each other to rely on. Through the frozen wilderness, they strike a fatal blow at the unseen player pulling the strings from on high.