Romance is his mask, coldness is not his true self.
Si Baixiao, the most dandy son in the capital, appears to be a wealthy businessman who spends a lot of money, but in fact he is a secret agent of the imperial court and is ordered to investigate a major treason case. He plays with the world, smiling and affectionate, but no one knows that he has a knife in his sleeve, and he is careful at every step.
The painter of Jinxiu Pavilion, Chen Chenxi, is as cold as frost and repulses people thousands of miles away. His paintings are priceless, but he rarely shows up. The world only knows that he has an aloof temperament, but they don't know that he spreads secrets in ink every night and lurks in the capital in order to clear his family's grievances.
A long-planned assassination caused Si Baixiao to crash into Chen hope's courtyard. The blood dyes the white clothes red, and the wind breaks through the coldness.
"Painter Chen, why don't you pledge yourself to save your life?"
"If you don't want to die, Mr. Si, it's best to stay away from me."
He pressed forward step by step, and he was on guard at every turn. The protection of each other in the sea of fire at the lantern festival, the healing in the fragrance of medicine under the moon, the fingertips clasped in front of the painting desk - when the lies gradually faded and the true feelings surfaced, they realized that the truth they were pursuing actually pointed to the same shocking conspiracy...
A series of flirtatious words·Awesome acting × Cold on the outside and hot on the inside·Sleep in the waistcoat
Intent: In a world built of lies, only sincerity is the key to salvation.