Gongsun Ce was a weak scholar with unparalleled resourcefulness. Everyone in the world knows that he is a man of unparalleled magnificence and that he has no plans left, but they don't know that he has a blood feud and a cold edge hidden under his gentle smile.
Gu Xiangxiang, the most chivalrous woman in the south of the Yangtze River, cuts all injustices with a sharp sword, and is passionate and clear about love and hate. She hated two kinds of people most in her life: hypocrites and poor scholars. But Gongsun Ce took the whole thing by himself.
When they first met, she sneered at him: "You are a scholar who is useless."
He played the piano and chuckled: "A girl's sword may not be faster than my sword."
Goodbye, he has set up a dragnet and invited you to enter the urn. She unsheathed her sword and pointed it directly at his throat: "Are you plotting against me?"
He calmly wrote and pointed at the tip of her sword: "No, I am saving you."
Later, on the bloody road of Jianghu, she became the sharpest sword in his hand, and he became the most affectionate piano in her heart. But when she finally confessed her sincerity, she found the dossier of the Lu family that had been wiped out in the secret box in his study. The ink was still fresh, and the signature was none other than Gongsun Ce.
"Are you approaching me just for revenge?" The tip of her sword was dripping with blood, her voice trembling.
There was blood in his eyes, but he gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "No, Xiangxiang. The plan is for revenge, but loving you... Is the only loss of control outside the plan."
Intention: Self-reliance leads to self-reliance, true love destroys illusions