There is a jasmine tree on Lingyin Peak, which blooms and then withers.
Shen Qingmo waited for Xie Qiu for three years, but what he waited for was his sword that killed his master. The sword also had a jade jasmine sword tassel carved by her own hands.
She chased him all over the mountains and rivers, just to avenge the bloody hatred. But he changed his appearance, named Xie Huaichuan, lived in seclusion on the border, treated people's diseases as a doctor to prolong their lives, and never touched the sword again.
"Where's your sword?"
"I haven't practiced swordsmanship for a long time."
Decades of grievances are just a snap of the finger. Is it hate or love? When will the truth come to light and when will the river be returned to the clear stream?
Senior brother and junior sister, didn't they agree to be together for the rest of their lives?
Intention: to show the complexity of human beings and explore the concentration of hate and love.