"As long as this talisman is there, no matter where you are, I can tilt my head and move my fingers to make you die."
"So, you kidnapped me?"
"... Didn't you realize that I kidnapped you just now?"
"Not really."
Lu Li, a fox demon, is three hundred and twenty-one years old. She is not proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing. During her practice, she encounters Lin Yuan, who is three hundred years younger than her. This leads to a series of entanglements.
"Should I hate you?"
"Yes."
"But... I can't bear it."
It was only when he dreamed back at midnight that he truly felt that she had already been a poison that had seduced people's hearts, quietly seeping into every corner of his body, and brazenly entangled in his bones. In the memory, she still looks like when we first met her, dressed in pure white clothes, with hair like silk and splashed ink, standing in a dimly lit corner of the tea house, so aloof and world-weary, willful, yet spotless.
"I have never cared about your last name, and the blood of He family is flowing in your body." She smiled lightly: "Because you have never cared about me being a demon."
When you meet a person, you deviate from the orthodoxy.