The century-old ancestral hall is shrouded in dense rain curtains, and the scent of sandalwood and moss lingers around the carved wooden windows. The eldest son Yansheng encounters Shen Qinghuai, a famous actress in the capital, when he is worshiping his ancestors. The other party's frivolous drama shocks the strictness of the ancestral hall. In the name of teaching opera, Qinghuai seduced him step by step, wrapping red silk around his inkstone wrist on the stage near the water. The two of them rubbed their ears and temples between the sandalwood bookshelves in the library, and the golden threads of their costumes shone like poisonous snakes in the morning light. Fifty years later, the ancestral hall was rebuilt, and the young eldest grandson found faded red silk in the ruins of the stage. The old inkstone watched the rain falling on the patio, and finally understood that the final chapter of fate had already been written when the red silk was wrapped around the wrist.
Purpose: Break through the shackles of feudal lords