On the day when the dandy prince Xie Huaijin was dragged into the hub of time and space, he was holding the newly acquired beauty from the Western Regions and listening to music on the boat. Looking at the strange inn with the blood moon in the sky in front of him, he casually grabbed the goose-yellow silk scarf of the passing girl: "Sister, I see your hall is turning black..."
Su Miaomiao stuffed the almond cake into his mouth with her backhand: "The fifty-seventh disciple who is chatting with you, you smell like a tester."
When the mean-tongued prince met the salty fish boss, on the streets of Chang'an where hundreds of ghosts roamed at night, in the Jiangnan water town where the mirror was like a mirror, Xie Huaijin discovered that this girl could always tell shocking secrets with a cake in her hands at the critical moment of life and death——
"The shopkeeper is not a living person."
"Your sister's soul is in the mirror."
"Don't move, there are three ghosts lying behind you."
Later, in the wedding room with the red candles swaying, Xie Huaijin bit Su Miaomiao's earlobe and chuckled: "Miss Su is so smart, can she figure out what I want to do at this moment?"
Intent: Su Miaomiao and Xie Huaijin have experienced life and death and established their love.
