A Mistake in Spring and Autumn

After a night of drunkenness, the stars shone like a sky reflected on the water. You once filled my boat with dreams.

When we met again, the young man I loved had married another, and the autumn wind turned Xiang Jun's hair white.

- The rain and wind were bleak, the roosters crowed without cease. Having seen my noble lord, how could I not rejoice? I always thought that when you awoke, I would recite these lines to you.

- The storm has passed. From now on, we will part only in death, never again in life.

An old song of longing sings of decades of love, hatred, grudges, and vengeance.

A rumor about a hidden treasure sets in motion a catastrophe from sixteen years ago.

Sixteen years ago, seven peerless masters, known together as the Seven Luminaries, punished the wicked and fought to the death against their enemies. Yet they were executed by the imperial court and branded traitors.

Sixteen years later, a sudden peace is shattered. Wherever the old traces of the Flying Stars pass, martial sects are massacred, a treasure capable of bringing a nation to ruin becomes the prize in a deadly contest, and the realm is once again thrown into turmoil.

Yue Wei, a little princess in name only from Beidi, bids farewell to her sect and sets off for Nanjing, wanting only to see what the martial world is like. She never expects its love and passion to be intoxicating, and its hidden secrets to be terrifying.

Two lovers who cannot stay together are bound to each other through the cycle of reincarnation. At last, the secrets buried for sixteen years begin to come to light...

Theme: The closer one comes to mastering martial arts, the more difficult it becomes to bear the responsibilities that come with it. Just as the deeper the love between two people, the more deeply their pain is etched into the heart. But if we are fortunate enough to walk this earth, and our talents can still be honed, we should do our best. If our hearts have found where they belong, we must give everything, even if the path is bitter.