Deep and Hidden

------ [The mist and rain are the trap, the embroidery needle is the blade, love is the fire of karma that burns the body without regrets] On a rainy night in the south of the Yangtze River, a roll of blood-stained silk entangled two people who should not have met. Liang Yanshen was praised by everyone as a gentle gentleman. Hidden under his white jade bone umbrella was his thunderous ability to control water transportation in six provinces. Lin Shuhan is an aloof embroiderer as cold as the moon, and the tip of his silver needle reflects the blood feud of the embroidery shop Fentian twenty years ago. A spilled indigo dyeing vat caused the totem of the Cao Gang's secret letter to appear on the moon-white silk and satin, and also allowed them to glimpse the scars on each other's wrists like fateful bites among the entangled embroidery racks in the rain alley. He gave him a dragon and phoenix wedding satin, but the warp and weft were woven with murderous intent; he gave him a lotus pattern on the base, but lies were woven into the golden thread. When the Liang family's imprint was found in the ashes of the Lin family's massacre, when poisonous embroidery needles were hidden between the teeth of corpses floating in the canal, and the two of them faced each other with swords in the steaming madder mist in the dyeing shop - Liang Yanshen held the silver needle that pierced half an inch into his heart, and pressed Lin Shuhan's blue fingertips on his burned phoenix pattern: "If you want this life, I will give you the flesh and blood to nourish the poison." Lin Shuhan tore off the blood-stained silk ribbon that tied the other man's hair, and before the water from the Leifeng Pagoda flooded his breath, he stuffed the concentric knot into his broken skirt: "If I sink here, you will embroider all the rivers in the south of the Yangtze River into my tombstone." From the embroidered secret letter to the blood satin wrapping, from the bone whistle to attract the pomfret to the mourning curse, in this huge gamble in the name of love—— The most cruel situation is to burn all 10,000 ancestral pieces of Shu brocade for you and carve your way out on the wall of fire; The most vicious trick is to embroider the antidote into the lining of the wedding dress, betting that you would rather tear the wedding dress apart than hurt me at all. "It is said that the spring silkworm will not run out of silk until it dies..." He crushed the poisoned cocoons and held his needle-holding hand in the ashes. "But I want this resurrected thread to tie you and me together for the rest of our lives." —— Ancient style suspense plot × ultimate redemption sadomasochism The counter-routine setting of the thorny orphan girl × crazy criticizing powerful officials ------ Intention: Silk wrapped in lies sinks into the canal. Only by tearing apart the warp and weft of fate can the true heart be embroidered