Lin Qingyu grew up under the care of her father, brother and Mu Peize.
The eldest prince was established as the crown prince, the second prince was as gentle as jade, the fourth prince was free and unrestrained, and the sixth prince was so quiet that he hardly attracted attention. The third prince was withdrawn and sat alone in the shade of the flowers. No one knew what he was thinking.
The accident happened one autumn. The second prince suddenly died of illness, the eldest prince was assassinated at a palace banquet, and Concubine Ning poisoned Concubine Liu in the cold palace. The third prince's mother died. He stood outside the cold palace. He didn't cry. He just stood all night.
Some were demoted, some left, and some died. The wind in the court hall was much colder than in previous years.
Later, the Hu people invaded and the capital fell. Lin Qingyu and Mu Peize were separated and were taken captive to the Western Regions. She was finally returned to the Central Plains, but fell into a brothel again. Xiao Yuefeng, a playboy of the Xiao family, tried to force her, but Mu Peize broke in and rescued her, offending the Xiao family. On the Lantern Festival, the poisonous needle shot by the Xiao family assassin at Mu Peize was blocked by Lin Qingyu. She lost her eyes and survived for him.
The Hu people invaded the south again, and the sixth prince was killed by an arrow while trying to save Lin Qingyu. Lin Sangyu disappeared on the battlefield. Some said he was dead, while others said he was gone. Mu Peize and the fourth prince teamed up to kill the Hu leader. After the war, the fourth prince succeeded to the throne, and Lin Qingyu married Mu Peize.
Lin Qingyu once fell off a cliff while relaxing and was rescued. The person who rescued her didn't leave a name, but she knew who it was.
No one knows that there is a county captain living in the small courtyard of Nanzhou. He planted a yard of plum blossoms, and every year when the flowers bloomed, he would stand under the tree and wait for someone. That person has never been here, but he knows that the wind will bring a word for her. He waited for a long time and it became a habit.
Intention: Everyone is walking on their own path, some people look back, and some people don't look back. Hateful people also have pitiful sufferings, and pitiful people also have respectability. Fate never favors anyone, it just gives everyone a game of chess, and whatever the outcome is, it is his or her own way.