There is a blind perfumer in Chang'an Yongyefang who can smell the color of love.
The incense she makes can lead people to glimpse the soul they love most in their hearts, but they never ask whether the soul is male or female, human or ghost.
A proton from the northern border came with a lamp and asked her to make a pot of "Snow from the Homeland", but he smelled half a strand of the witch's passionate love from the southern border entangled in the incense;
A witch who defected from southern Xinjiang came to the moon and asked for a dose of "Water from the Forgotten River", but in the fragrant mist, she saw that her attachment to the proton turned into silver snow silk;
Even the Lord of the Ghost Market who guards Yongyafang was shocked by the "Thousand-petal Lamp" she concocted——
The glass lamp that led him through the underworld was originally the colorless infatuation leaking from the blind girl's fingertips.
When three love lamps burn out at the same time, who hides the fire in the ashes?
Who, and for whom, burns the heart lamp into an immortal thousand-petaled lotus?
Concept: The essence of love lies not so much in its specific form (such as gender, identity), but in the unique "infatuation" when giving love.