In the winter of the thirty-sixth year of the Ming Dynasty, the bloody guest star cracked purple. The scheming eldest princess Lin Liyue (pseudonym: Que Heng) woke up from a bloody dream and saw the young general Lu Zhaoye (pseudonym: Yichen) being nailed to death in the snowy field by random arrows.
The broken wolf head jade felt hot in the palm of the hand, and the Northern Frontier Army report was mixed with dove poison and delivered to the desk. She burned the poisoned army rations, and he cut off the arrows from the hidden stakes. However, they found the same chi pattern on their necks in front of the prison blood cauldron - Princess Yong Zhao, who was supposed to marry Beirong twenty years ago, had the dragon and phoenix swords refined into their bones and blood.
He is the poison-quenching blade on the chessboard of the Ministry of War, and she is the star that died young in the hexagram of Qin Tianjian. She cut open his chest, but touched her missing heartbeat; he broke her fate, but was engraved with the Lord's Killing Curse by the Soul Refining Cauldron. When the dream on the snowy night turned into real arrows, and the strife in the court turned into a life-and-death struggle, the blood-stained hands finally clasped the jade jewel that was bound by mountains and rivers.
Strategy is the furnace for quenching, love is the hammer for recasting. Let's see how the eldest princess takes the world as her tactic, and how the general uses his pure heart as his blade to carve a way out under the bloody sky, letting the stars fall from Ziwei's prophecy, and finally become a good omen for the red makeup thousands of miles away.
The purpose: to break the prophecy with love, to temper the world with strategy - to carve out the radiance of humanity in the bloody fate, and to forge the decadent imperial power into a joint governance of the country. Confront destiny, reconstruct power, and redeem pain