Lin Zhiyi, the concubine of the Minister of Rites, was forced to marry Gu Chengyuan, the most handsome man in the capital. On the wedding night, the drunken husband sneered: "Another one comes to spy on me." She responded calmly: "I only want a place to stay."
The house is as deep as the sea, the stepmother hides a knife in her smile, and the servants have red hats and white hats. She dealt with it carefully, but gradually discovered that the secret of her ridiculous husband was far deeper than she imagined - the ashes of letters in the middle of the night, the mysterious death of her biological mother from illness, and the fleeting clear and sharp light in his eyes.
When slander and frame-up came one after another, she no longer held back and showed her hidden edge. And he also met her gaze in the darkness, took off his playboy disguise, and stretched out his cold hand: "Cooperation?"
From exploring each other's truth to trusting each other in life and death, from the deep house to the court. In the abyss of Jintang Xiuhu, they turned their calculations into blades and their conspiracy into stairs. What she wants is no longer just a place to stay, but to stand side by side among thousands of people.
This is a marriage that started as a trade-off, but has become the most indestructible alliance in troubled times.
Intention: A marriage that started as a trade-off has become the most indestructible alliance in troubled times.