Six years ago, in Qiyue Forest, her family was ruined and she was hiding behind a boulder, shivering. The young man with the red token hanging from his waist came to her with clear eyes and a gentle smile, which was the only warmth in her desperate childhood. Later, she became the cold guardian of the ice-cultivating magical power in the Tangwu Secret Realm, holding an ancient ice weapon and bearing a blood feud. And he is the world-famous young master of the Gong Xue Kingdom. He has white hair and is gentle and elegant, but he has an unknown edge. During the Qiaohua Festival in Zhaohua City, thousands of houses are lit up with lights. On the long street, she was dressed in plain clothes and beat the snow. She used a jade hairpin to ward off the enemy. The old peach blossom knot around her neck shimmered under the moonlight. In the bustling crowd, Mu Qiyao saw the familiar crimson color at a glance. He stroked the half-wisp of brocade thread that had been hidden in his sleeve for six years, and his eyes were filled with turmoil. It turns out that all reunions after long separation in this world are long-planned and deep feelings.
Intention: Independence and strength in adversity, fateful bonds and deep affection