Soil.
The smell of damp earth, two thousand three hundred years old, mixed with blood and rotting leaves.
Clutching the crystal cup, Chen Yan stood in the wind beneath Huanghe Mountain.
He was a relic restorer at the Hangzhou Museum. The moment he opened his eyes, he had transmigrated to the eastern lands of Chu at the end of the Warring States period.
The cup in his arms was the famous "ironclad proof of transmigration" to people in later generations. Now, it was the only bargaining chip he had.
Then he met Jing Lin.
The man who would one day lie in Tomb No. 1 at Banshan, sleeping for a thousand years alongside this very cup.
Chen Yan saved Jing Lin's life and became his strategist, his brother, and the only light in his turbulent age.
But Chen Yan knew when Jing Lin would die, how his tomb would be built, and where this cup would eventually end up.
Whether he could return home might not matter anymore.
What mattered was whether he would stay with Jing Lin and drink this wine, brewed over two thousand years, down to the last drop.
At the end of the Warring States period, on the banks of the Qiantang River.
One cup, two lives, and a scheme that could change the world.
Theme: Defying fate and playing the game of human nature.
Cultural relics from the Pre-Qin and Warring States periods, ah... They are so beautiful. I like this atmosphere so much.
It's so touching, the desolate and ancient atmosphere is coming out
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