In the depth of winter in Bianjing, heavy snow covers the city.
The Xue family collaborated with the enemy and was overthrown.
The arrogant prince Xue Yuan, who once stood in front of the young slave and protected him with a snow-white fox fur stained with blood, suddenly became a scarred prisoner awaiting death in the punishment department.
And the silent and humble book boy Su Chengmian back then has become the most mysterious ninth prince in the dynasty - King Lin.
He came through the snow and fished Xue Yuan out of hell with his own hands, but he only left a cold statement:
"The Xue family can't be saved. You, come with me."
The old mansion has now been replaced with a plaque on the door that says "Linwangfu".
Xue Yuan was forced to live in the "Tingxue Pavilion" that once belonged to him, but unexpectedly learned that the Linwang had hidden portraits of "him" - the brushstrokes were delicate and the years spanned many years.
At the same time, deep inside the palace, the seriously ill emperor, the military-powerful King Zhao, and the mysterious King Lin were engaged in a silent fight over the "Xue family's collaboration with the enemy case."
The emperor's light question pointed directly at Su Chengmian's Achilles' heel of secretly rescuing Xue Yuan:
"What kind of kindness is worth the risk of deceiving you?"
Is the kindness sincere and the kindness is a pretense?
Was it the innocence and kindness of the young man who sacrificed his life to protect each other in the snow, or was he already falling into the scheme of a pair of deep eyes?
Is the "imprisonment" that seems to be a refuge now a repayment of gratitude, or another more secret possession?
Xue Yuan clenched the secret letter pointing to her father's "collaboration with the enemy" and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar Su Chengmian in front of her.
The masters and servants of the past are now the kings and ministers.
Gratitude and hatred are entangled, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.
And in the darkness, there always seems to be eyes, watching every inch of the wind and snow in Prince Lin's Mansion.
"Cheng Mian, can I still trust you?"
"Your Majesty, stay with me. This is your only way."
When the grace of saving life is wrapped in an unspeakable obsession,
When the chess game of power is mixed with the throbbing in the heart,
In the twilight when the dynasty is about to collapse, will the two of them be drowned by the wind and snow, or will a new flame be ignited in the ashes?
Purpose: Revenge for your own family