The lotuses are blooming, so don't go to Longcheng. A sword can make people want to be drunk, and they just want the flowers to bloom.
The green blood cuts the west wind from a distance. The spare green water flows eastward, and everyone knows that kings and grandsons are ruthless. How can we know that the wild geese can hardly stay?
One is a genius killer who lurks under the undercurrent of the world and causes a bloody storm, and the other is a wealthy lady whose family has been destroyed and is wandering in the world. The life experiences of the two people are inextricably linked and entangled, and in the end, is everything just like the floating lotus, blown away by the rain and wind...