Background: The cold beauty - the master of Qingyou Pavilion is actually an orphan of the Demon Cult. When his identity is revealed, will the engagement still be fulfilled? A parchment scroll and four lines of poems are being sought after by people in the world. What secrets are hidden in them? Who secretly set up this chess game and put everyone in danger... The cold and cruel master? Or a gentle and gentle friend? Or is he a sinister demon? Or a personable pillow person? When everyone around her leaves her one by one, how will she choose? Fragment 1: The woman on the glazed couch slowly moved down. She was dressed in a moon-white shirt, with three thousand blue silk hair tied loosely in a bun. The gauze and satin tied around her waist highlighted her beautiful figure. She looked arrogant... Fragment 2: The scene that just happened was watched by the three people upstairs. One of them asked: "Sir, this woman in white... Is the master of Qingyou Pavilion - Han Youli." Fragment 3: Just as Han Youli turned around, a tall body came up from behind Han Youli and imprisoned Han Youli in his arms. Han Youli was about to resist when the man's lazy and evil voice came from Han Youli's ears: "Don't move, little baby. This dagger doesn't have eyes." At this time, a dagger was pressed under Han Youli's neck, and the dagger glowed whitely in the dark room. Han Youli couldn't help but feel a little angry: "I wonder who you are?" The man blew lightly into Han Youli's ear and said unhurriedly: "Maybe you don't know me yet?
Intention: There is no distinction between good and evil in the world, it is just the difference in skin; there is no distinction between good and evil in the world, it is just a thought; the love, hate and separation in this world are just the obsession between you and me...
