A secret decree that has not been revealed for a hundred years, and an old jade that implicates two families.
Deep in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Shen Qingwu unearthed an old account that had flowed to the north in his mother's old books; in the dark alleys of the capital, Gu Yanci traced a name that had disappeared for many years in a yellowed file.
They don't know each other's existence yet, but the two clues are leading in the same direction.
In the court hall, someone handed over military pay certificates in the name of state affairs; in the border city, someone used the trade route as a cover to intercept a batch of goods that should not go north.
Whose shoulders will the wind and snow in the north fall on, and at what late night will the family letters from Jiangnan be opened?
Shen Zhiyun's account was finally turned to the last page.
——Someone finished the journey for her that she had not finished.
Intention: take karma as the bone and two-way redemption as the pulse. Under the pressure of identity and bloodline, the kind of person you choose to be is more important than your origin.