The marriage contract is gilded with gold and life is stamped on it
Cultural relics restorer Su Wan uncovered a centuries-old conspiracy on a rainy night——
In the underground palace of the Jiangnan ancestral hall she guards, a bronze sacrificial vessel connected by blood to the upstart businessman Wen Zhongqiu is discovered.
The burn under his collarbone is the phoenix bird pattern of the Western Zhou Dynasty, and the old scar on her palm can reveal the code of the porcelain that was buried in the Ming Dynasty.
A contractual marriage with different motives tied the two people to the balance of life and death:
What he needs her to restore is not only the ancestral home, but also the black chain of cultural relics flowing underground under the Wen Group;
What she wants to trace is not only the cause of her father's death, but also the taboo growth rings intertwined between her mother and the Wen family's powerful people.
The golden sword cuts through the cracked porcelain night, he tears open his suit to block the cold shot for her, and the blood-soaked marriage letter reveals an oracle map;
Under the spotlight of the auction, she held the buckle of her cheongsam around his throat and whispered about the mystery of the chip in his heart stent.
When the restored cultural relics are revived one after another, they prove the truth:
- The gilded escape locked not only the underground palace, but also the DNA sequence that had been tampered with since she was born.
- The celestial eye illuminated not only the smuggling network, but also the countdown to his life that should have died twenty years ago.
The cracked porcelain is traced with gold, the broken human body is traced with blood
Every application of gold foil is a game of life and death, and every stroke of cinnabar is a testimony of sinful love.
In this dangerous game with cultural relics as the blade and marriage contract as the sheath, perhaps what needs to be repaired most is themselves, who have long been at odds with each other——
"When the bronze pattern climbs up the spine of the lover, we will eventually become the living key to unlocking the thousand-year curse."
Intention: Use injuries to fill gaps, use pain to create beauty