The snow-white clothes are fluttering in the wind, and the flute music is melodious and desolate. Give up pride and nobility, just to find the father's love that is sometimes absent and looming at that time. The mysterious owner of Weiming Villa turned out to be a descendant of the Xiao family. Everyone in the world was shocked and beat their chests. But the young master they thought was high-spirited was always punished by his father like a child. The treacherous court, the turmoil in the world, the misunderstanding between father and son, full of affection and passion. Can Moru play with the situation?