Flowers bloom twice in one life, but they are completely opposite. One is like the Manzhu Shahua on the roadside of Huangquan Road, passionate as fire but unable to escape the poison; the other is like a flash of epiphyllum in the deep valley in the middle of the night, cold and aloof, only fragrant for a moment. Two stunning chess pieces, is obedience the only salvation, or is it to follow one's own inner choice? He had just escaped from the bloody storm of the world, and was involved in the intrigues of the harem. A cold and forbearing killer, a responsible scholar, a mysterious and beautiful man, a sealed young man, an ambitious prince... Two lives in one life, where should we go?