Love is incomprehensible, obsession is madness, when love becomes a kind of prison, will anyone still go on a pilgrimage? A beautiful city, a peerless world, the complex of fate, grudges, love and hate, mistakes and separations, joys and sorrows, laughter and tears. All these are profound, so I am heart-wrenching and only write this fictional story for those who believe in love.
Pure and clear ice crystal stones were plaited on her jet-black bun. She was dressed in snow-white and full of ice spirit. She seemed to be a fairy who did not like the hustle and bustle and did not admire the beauty of flowers. She was forgotten among the snow lotus on the top of the mountain. She could only toss and dance under his gaze and float away from the clouds. Perhaps from that time on, she was destined to be his lifelong pursuit.
The figure of the young man with a white horse and a golden cap, who decided to leave back then, made her chase him for half a life. The whispers in her ears were like twisted and painful oaths, imprisoning him for the rest of his life. However, she abandoned him, who had been with him since childhood, and took his wishful thinking. She would rather die than stay with another person against her will.
A pair of people had no choice but to go back and forth between the palace and the rivers and lakes. When everything returned to nothing, what remained unchanged was their loyal love for each other. Although they lost their health and original intentions, their obsession with each other made them torture each other and rely on each other. One of them believed in fate and succumbed to it. The other one is determined to fight against heaven and seek people from heaven, but the murder of his relatives and the chaos of his life make him gradually weaken...