"Ice and snow form the womb of Rong Jade, and tenderness opens beside the window. When I wake up from a clear dream, I wake up with fragrance, and flowers bloom on the beauty's head." He recited this poem with a smile, and the tenderness in his eyes could not be concealed.
Mo Li replied with a smile, then turned around but burst into tears: Zimu, you use your obsession to make jasmine bloom all over the south of the Yangtze River, but I am unable to get closer to you with its fragrance...
His brows were stern and his face was like a cold star: "Mo Li, whoever dares to hurt you will be buried with the whole world!"
He pointed his sword into the sky and said with a voice like a rainbow: "Ali, whoever dares to stop you will kill one in ten steps and leave no trace behind for thousands of miles!"
Mo Li, a modern woman with an indifferent nature, discovered on her wedding day that her husband of many years had cheated on her. She drove away in anger, but fell into the deep sea by mistake. She opened the door of time and space with the exquisite jade bracelet in her hand, and came to a dynasty that has never been recorded in history... Others who traveled through time were princesses in deep palaces and ladies... But she traveled to the battlefield where the two armies were fighting! There was no other way, so he settled for what he had come. Mo Li relied on his resourcefulness and talent to help Chen Kingdom's general An Yi and Wang Chen Yimu win the war, and the two also developed feelings of sympathy for each other...
As things progressed, Mo Li gradually discovered his twists and turns and bizarre life experience, and was involved in a larger whirlpool step by step... Should he point his sword at the sky, or should he hold those warm hands? Mo Li was caught in dilemma again and again...