Drama version:
On the day of Xie Qingzhou's marriage, the Xie family was involved in a conspiracy and the whole family was overturned. She was rescued by Cheng Wang Yingxuan, but unexpectedly discovered that after the collapse of the Xie family, there were secrets hidden in her that she never knew about.
King Cheng Yingxuan was in the court hall, struggling to move.
On the eve of Emperor Qianqiu's birthday, the white sandalwood Buddha that was about to be completed burst into tears inexplicably. Ying Xuan was ordered to investigate, and it actually involved the drama of the brothers' feud. In the ancient well in the imperial garden, there are dry bones and no words; in the cold palace of Zhaolan Garden, I miss you forever.
In the Year of the Tiger, at the beginning of the new year, rumors spread, and countless children in Yanjing disappeared for no apparent reason. The Crown Princess died mysteriously...
Each and every piece of information like this points directly to the case of Su Cheng's collusion with the enemy twenty years ago. However, the Su family now has only one orphan left, so how can it turn the world upside down?
Above the strange court, various forces crisscrossed each other. A transaction entangled the fate of the two people. However, when Qingzhou wanted to escape, the red thread of fate fettered her again.
One day, the two of them will clear away the fog and see the sun. But until then, will their bright spring really come?
Live version:
The snow that had been falling all day finally stopped.
Ying Xuan sat on the warm soft sedan and took a nap. At this time, the bearers suddenly stopped.
In the snow under the moonlight, there sat a dirty, smelly little beggar.
The little beggar hugged his thigh tightly and shouted: "Great kind man, help me. I will repay you even if I am a slave!"
He knew her identity at a glance, but he still just pretended to be stupid. He saves her just to solve his dilemma.
However, what he didn't expect was that this little beggar would be the red cinnabar he would never forget in his life...
Intention: The truth is hidden in the boundless depths of the snow