We met in the academy when we were young, and Haitang cooked wine, and we promised to guard thousands of miles of mountains and rivers together.
Once the palace changed, misfortunes arose, and everyone in the Shen family was wronged, and heavy snow buried their old love.
After six years of separation, Xiao Jin, the general who ruled the country, returned triumphantly from the frontier fortress, holding illustrious military power; Shen Qingyan, the orphan of the guilty minister, was dormant in the court and had become a powerful Taifu.
A man of letters and a man of war, the whole world is his enemy.
There were quarrels in the court, and the confrontations in the dark were approaching step by step. They were tit-for-tat rivals, and they were also the people who understood each other best in the world.
Know the other party's strategy, know the other party's weakness, and know the unquenched obsession hidden under the indifference.
Old cases are like shackles, family hatred is like a mountain, misunderstandings are layer upon layer, and love and hate are entangled in flesh and blood.
He wants justice, but he has something to hide.
The chessboard is spread out, and the mountains and rivers are gambled. Will the swords and jade be destroyed in the end, or will they find a little room to turn back in the sky full of embers and snow.
The road ahead is uncertain and the outcome is uncertain.
Intention: The true opposition is never complete hatred, but knowing that the other party is helpless, but still being firmly separated by fate, position, and old debts. The symbiosis of love and hate, the mutual restraint of confidants, the complexity of human nature, the helplessness of fate, and the separation of body and mind can never be judged simply.
