On a full moon night, Xiaozhai left the hospital. Ten years ago, murderous intent was everywhere, but ten years later, there were mandarin ducks and butterflies.
Is she the real culprit who murdered her biological father, or is she the beauty that haunts him?
Did he love her or lust for her? Was it love at first sight or lust?
Does she love or hate him, does she repay his kindness with her body, or does she love him so deeply that she can't control herself?
A dream every ten years is a nightmare or a good dream, but it is really not a dream. Marriage is forged in ten years.
Intention: There is always that opportunity. In another world, in another fertile land, a woman like smoke is willing to become a hegemon, and a young man like jade is deeply in love. The sword has no shadow, and the piano dances in the heart. Meeting by chance means fate of life and death. Love is like a dream, never leaving. She is willing to let go of everything, and he is willing to love her to the death