The rain in the Zichen Palace cannot wash away the blood stains in the history; the historian's pen cannot describe the ups and downs of political intrigue.
Seven years after Shen Yanqing returned to Yuanqi, she saw the familiar palace walls in front of her and the lingering sounds in her ears - in her previous life, she used her pen as a blade, but failed to protect the people she wanted to protect; Murong Zhaoning used his sword as a shield, but ultimately failed. When two pairs of eyes that see through fate meet again in the rain and fog, and when the reborn historian meets the returning general, this time they will tear apart the established ending.
Should we continue to be a chess piece in the hands of the emperor, or should we overturn the chessboard and make our own decisions? Should we let traitors run rampant and loyal people be wronged, or should we hold hands and fight for a way out of the turbulent court?
"This history book should be written by ourselves."
When Shen Yanqing's pen meets Murong Zhaoning's sword, when the reborn man's ingenuity meets his unquenched blood, the world of Dayong will change. And those secrets hidden behind the walls of the Vermilion Palace and the regrets hidden in the writings of history will eventually reveal their truest form in this fateful game.
Intention: Pen and ink can write down a thousand years, but they cannot save a single person; rebirth is not a shortcut to change one's destiny against the will of heaven, but to keep one's sincerity and make plans in advance; women can also control the world, and justice does not have to wait for history to be blank.