There are so many sorrows in the spring and autumn, and the charming lady crowns the imperial city. A peerless guqin cannot play their destiny. The enemy of the country and the family hate her, but even if she picks up her bags, takes off her red makeup, and hides her name incognito, she still can't hide her dazzling light. Across the battlefield, he was Shura, the god of war, encircling and suppressing poor bandits. He was handsome and heroic, but his ice-cold eyes melted just for her. Mysterious and coquettish, he is the pride of heaven, calculating and deceiving people. All this painstaking effort is just because her swaying dress was in his palm when he was a child.
The prosperity faded away, and the person who hurt her the most was actually the person she loved most. The world of mortals comes and goes, who promises her a lifetime of happiness and a hundred years of hand-in-hand?