The bright moon in the jade tower reminds us of each other, and the willow silk is graceful and weak in spring. The grass outside the door is luxuriant, and I send you to hear the horses neighing.
The paintings are made of gold and jade, and the incense and candles are sold into tears. The flowers are falling and the children are crowing, and the green window is full of dreams.
In the battle of Chongxiao Tower, Bai Yutang survived the disaster and reunited with Zhan Zhao. Little do they know that the wheel of destiny that truly belongs to them is slowly turning...