Manzhushahua blooms for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves will never see each other again. Love is not cause and effect, fate determines life and death.
He is enchanting and charming, and has disdain for all things. He provokes the desires of mortals and confuses the most primitive desire instincts in people's hearts. But that is not what he wants. He is just a child betrayed by his only relative. He is just a child who is unwilling to follow fate and vows to find the love in his heart...
Who can tame this disdainful king? Waiting for the master to appear...