Jiang Ling'er was a doctoral student in archaeology in the 21st century. Because of her family heirloom, a white jade bamboo ornament, she transmigrated to another world. When she woke up, she had become a beloved little princess of eight or nine years old. Wanting to escape palace life, she went to Lingshan to study the arts. As she grew up, Jiang Ling'er wanted a free and carefree life. Who could have guessed that she had a fiance chosen for her since childhood? Well, they would just have to find a way to call off the engagement. But even as an adult, her status as a princess meant she could not avoid being drawn step by step into the unpredictable power struggles of the palace. Even so, she refused to get blood on her hands. She meets Yun, the world's greatest master, who loves her deeply, and the Second Prince of the Yunyan Kingdom, who is devoted to her. In the end, who will be by her side as they watch flowers bloom and fade in the courtyard, and clouds gather and drift across the sky?
As Yun watched Jiang Ling'er's peerlessly beautiful, ethereal face, she looked like a jade figure in the moonlight. But her eyes, usually so confident and sly, now brimmed with crystalline tears, and Yun's heart ached.
After Jiang Ling'er came down from the mountain, she tried out her skills for the first time in a humble little shop... As the two fought fiercely, the young gentleman darted around the room, his brocade robe gleaming brilliantly. Jiang Ling'er advanced and retreated, dodging and weaving, her red robes flowing like clouds and mist... Suddenly, there was a rip. Jiang Ling'er had grabbed the gentleman's long sleeve and torn off a piece. She leaped into the air, feeling immensely pleased with herself, and smiled at the richly dressed young man. "You let me win, sir." This scene was etched deep in Yun Haoyu's heart.
