A game of power in the name of marriage, a taboo descent that begins with calculation.
"Getting married into a wife is a chess game, but you become a chess player."
The red candle shines high, and under the hijab, there is a test and a confrontation.
She handed over a contract and asked him to surrender for the rest of his life; he signed it with a smile, but it was filled with ink.
She pulled open his shirt and asked about the origin of the burn on her heart; he clasped her wrist with his backhand and asked Madam with a smile if she was feeling distressed.
This marriage was a lie from the beginning.
——She didn't know that the missing corner of the jade pendant on his waist was the key to unlocking the truth about the Xie family murder case.
——He didn't expect that the poisonous wine she handed him every night was actually the antidote to protect his life.
When the illegal salt case involved a court conspiracy, and when the Silk War triggered economic turmoil in the south of the Yangtze River, the two best scheming people were forced to work together under the same roof, but they fell every step of the way.
"You want the power of the Wang family, and I want the innocence of the Xie family—how about we join forces?"
"You can join forces, but don't be tempted."
"... It's too late."
Intention: We must first break into millions of pieces before we can piece together the complete one.