She is an exotic orchid in a wine shop, and she is a down-and-out businesswoman at the border.
A pot of turbid wine and a white plum fan.
A chance encounter, amidst temptations and lies, the two souls cherish each other.
In the desert, they thought they could protect each other, but in this world, two women never made the decision.
One was sent deep into the red wall.
A man was trapped at the end of the yellow sand and couldn't see his way back.
Across thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, I don't even dare to express my love.
When the cavalry once again trampled the Yumen Pass, she took up her gun and mounted her horse, begging for death as a woman and sacrificing herself to her country.
And she went to the desert alone, using half a broken fan to make a date with hell.
That branch of white plum blossoms could not bring back the complete spring after all.
Concept: The image of the heroine should have all possibilities