In the fifth year of Yongle, when Zhu Di, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, purged the Jianwen old party, the Lin family in Jinling was raided and all the family members were killed. Only the orphan Lin Yanzhi was secretly rescued by her uncle's Liu family.
Since then, the once noble daughter has become a dependent girl, but Liu Yanxiu, the eldest son of Liu, has overturned this fate and turned it into the beginning of a lifelong obsession.
Liu Yanxiu had a deep friendship with his cousin since childhood. After hearing about her experience, he devoted all his tenderness to her.
He despised the official career and economy, and despised the struggle between powerful families. Only Lin Yanzhi's frightened and tearful look remained in his eyes.
"I don't care about royalty, wealth or honor in this world. I just want my sister Yanzhi."
One word exposed the young man's sincerity, and quietly dragged the Liu family into a crisis under the shadow of the imperial power.
In the winter of the 10th year of Yongle, Lin Yanzhi knelt in the snow, digging her fingertips into the seams of the bluestone. The blood mixed with the snow looked like her crushed heart.
Liu Yanxiu was chained to the torture rack, and Jin Yiwei's whip whipped him to pieces.
He raised his head and smiled at her: "Yan Zhi, don't cry."
She hates him.
I hate that he still insisted on marrying her even though he knew she was an orphan of Jianwen's old party; I hate that he surrendered to the court to protect her and faced the death penalty of "harboring a traitor to the party."
"Why... Why does it have to be like this!" She was heartbroken.
He coughed up blood, and his voice was as soft as a sigh: "Because... I only live when you are alive."
When the executioner's knife fell, she rushed towards him like crazy, but only received his hot blood.
Later, she burned Liu's house on fire and jumped into the Qinhuai River holding his ashes.
The moment the river swallowed her, she finally smiled.
Yanxiu, this time, it's me who will protect you.
Intention: growth