Beacon fires were everywhere, and clouds were moving in all directions. After years of war, there is an eerie calm.
The woman who walked out of the vast grassland in the far north was alone, passing through layers of murderous fog. Was she happy or sad when she returned? Is obsession right or wrong?
The bloodline that cannot be parted from and the responsibility that cannot be given up come roaring after a prairie fire.
The entangled conspiracies of Shuo, Zhao and Yin. How can the people involved get out?
"I used to think that if things in the world are worth summing up, everything related to the people I love is worth it. Now I understand that in the face of the hatred of the country and the family, the love of children is not worth mentioning. Only I understand, but he already knows it."
"You can't afford Gu's love, and Gu can't afford it."
Many years later, Zhen Ye turned around and stared, finally able to stand side by side with Yin Huai. However, there was love, hatred, and bloodshed between them. It was like they were unable to get close to each other on both sides of a high cliff. If they took one step, they would be shattered to pieces...