Since the opening of the Qinling Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum, several couples have encountered a mysterious "non-staff guide" every year. The secrets she told about Qin Shihuang were not even recorded in the most authoritative history books.
No one knows that she was the maid Awan who accompanied Ying Zheng through the winter nights in Handan. That year when the palace changed, she blocked a fatal arrow to protect him, accidentally took the elixir of life and dissipated into golden light. Ying Zheng's eyes were about to burst, and he never established a queen for the rest of his life, locking up his deep love in the depths of Xianyang Palace.
Two thousand years later, she was bound by the earth's veins and turned into a wisp of obsession beside the pit of figurines. And the young man who had promised to plant a lot of herbs for her has now become the youngest leader of the Qinling Archaeological Team - Ying Che.
In the restoration center, he held the bamboo slip engraved with her name and pressed closer: "Miss Su, your dream is too real."
She lowered her eyes to hide the thousands of years of wind and frost in her eyes, and chuckled to prevaricate: "Dr. Ying, inspiration is more mysterious than carbon 14 dating."
He thought she was a wild history fanatic with unknown origins, but he didn't know that she was his widow who spanned two thousand years.
The wordless mysterious jade is hot, but the carvings on the pottery figurines are still there. When the rationality of archaeology collides with the deep love that spans thousands of years, he will finally uncover the historical truth that has been deliberately erased.
"It's not recorded in history books, but I remember it."
"Ah Wan, this time, it's me who will look for you."
Purpose: Through tiny individuals that have been erased from history books, we show the forgotten warmth and protection under the grand wheel of history, and interpret the deep affection and humanistic care that spans thousands of years.