During the Xuanyou period, the imperial power was divided and the court was like an abyss. The two young courtiers, each using his body as a sword, threw himself into the situation.
Xie Jinhan, the soul of the Xuanjia Army, trampled the border moon to pieces with iron hoofs, and never failed. However, the court's suspicion grew deeper and deeper. He held tightly the arrowhead that his father had broken when he was killed in battle, and vowed to overthrow this decaying dragon court, even if his bones were gone, he would not regret it.
Qi Wangshu, the sharpest pen before the emperor, purple robe and jade belt, can calculate all the secrets. He firmly believes that there is Haiyan Heqing after breaking through. He is the last lone loyalist of the imperial court and the most clear and ruthless eye hanging above Xie Jinhan's head.
At first, the game was clear. He is a rebellious minister, he is a lonely minister. The figures intertwined in the Caoyin case, and the eyes collided in the spy film at the border. Every time they join forces to break a game, it is a battle of ideas and blades; every late-night game is a matter of scheming and testing. Suspicion is instinct, but attraction is fate. In the all-devouring darkness, they actually glimpsed the same eternal fire in each other's eyes. The two cold blades unexpectedly found their only sheath in countless life-and-death encounters and conflicts.
However, the return to the sheath is short-lived. Xie Jinhan's sword finally pointed at the imperial court that Qi Wangshu swore to defend to the death. The raging fire of the palace teared apart the bonds that were once tightly linked, the words of rupture were sharper than the edge of the sword, and the love was crushed into bloody dust by the power.
Over the years, hatred is like a boundless sea, surging and covering up the past. But in the end, love is greater than hate, and the ocean is not as vast as the sky. When the beacon smoke cleared and the world was initially settled, he would sit high in the hall and serve as his assistant. The blade has been returned to its sheath. This endgame is based on mountains and rivers. I will have no regrets and will pay for it together for the rest of my life.
Intention: Machiavellian plot, hatred of the sea and love of heaven, love and killing, redemption, dual strength