The capital is in turmoil, and mysterious cases occur one after another.
Chu Wu returned to the capital from his hometown village and took charge of Dali Temple, dealing with all the forces in the court.
The world saw him as casual and careless, but few knew that the snowstorm in his youth had already left a lingering chill on his body.
An old incident was buried under the river, and it had been weighing on his heart for a long time, and he couldn't explain it.
He met Wen Xin.
This man emerged from the desolation of the cold palace. He was quiet and taciturn, with a deep mind, as if he could see through all the truth and falsehood in the court.
The two kept intersecting because of the investigation of the case, and many times, Wen Xin could always accurately see through his undisclosed thoughts.
Many years ago, Daxue Gongdao had no intention of helping, and it was a matter of business.
To Chu Wu, it was just an insignificant fragment in the years.
But it turned into the only glimmer of light in the long night.
The battle for the inheritance intensified, and old cases were reopened one after another.
As layers of clues are peeled off, secret past events are revealed.
Cruel truths follow one after another, hatred grows quietly, but the heart has already grown uncontrollably.
A shackles stretched between the two, making closeness a kind of torment.
The temple game is thrilling at every step, everyone is in the game and cannot help themselves.
Thousands of high walls, love, hate and secrets are quietly buried together.
Conception:.