The swamp of power has trapped the three talented and beautiful people in the mud. The shackles of the red walls and high tiles have destined them to live a rough life. The whirlpool of fate has tightly bound the three people together, waiting for fate.
Chongwan: I struggled with family, friendship and love all my life, and eventually lost them all, leaving me with nothing. I spent my whole life reminiscing about the past in this cold world until everything was lost.
Zongzheng Tingjue: I know everything, but I still can't help but ask. I think I have seen everything, but this is just a dark corner. The warmth of the world is hard to see.
An Miaoyun: Everything I own, in the blink of an eye, I realize that they are all 'thorns', with their roots sharp and piercing deeply. The arrangement of fate has destined that happiness in this life will not last long.