When she fell from the cliff, she thought that all that was left in her life was the cold stream at the bottom of the cliff and the profound amnesia.
During her two years in Guixiang Village, she was the "Ayuan" of the Feng family, dependent on the warm and soft Qingyu who made incense. The double blades on her waist and the Xuanyue Whip were her only past.
Until the box of "homecoming incense" burned out, the bloody memories of his father being imprisoned and Jin Niang dying came flooding back - she was the daughter of Chu Xiang, Chu Ling, whose nickname was Jingyuan.
In order to overturn the case, she disguised herself as a man and brought Qingyu to Beijing, but she didn't know that the gaze behind her had been following her for two years.
Xie Xuan, the young man who once took over her oil-paper umbrella, is now the most powerful Crown Prince Jing.
He knew she had lost her memory, so he sent someone to protect her secretly. He watched her eyebrows furrow slightly as she waved her whip to fight off the enemy, and when he heard her say "who is your master" to Tu Tu, he wrinkled the secret letter with her fingertips.
When Tu Shuo took out the old jade pendant with the word "Ling" engraved on it, her fingertips trembled slightly - it turned out that in the slanting wind and drizzle that year, he took not only the umbrella, but also a startling glance that she had never remembered.
As for Qingyu, this girl who always puts warm fragrance into her sleeves, her fate has long been a treacherous game.
Because of her "homecoming fragrance", she entered the deep palace and ran into the fourth prince Zhao Jinzhe's pot-throwing game.
He snatched her incense recipe, stood up for her from the palace officials, and said under the moon, "There are mountains and rivers in your incense that I have never seen before."
But when Concubine Lin locked her into the prince's mansion with a smile, and when Zhao Jinzhe suddenly said in the coldest tone, "Stop making incense," she realized that she was the real princess who had been replaced, and he was the fake prince who had taken over her identity.
Chang'an is blinded by the wind and sand, who is still waiting for the spring breeze at Yumen Pass?
He has been hiding under his guard for two years, and she has been searching for the truth for half her life. He and she are trapped in the prison of blood and identity, and even a word of love is wrapped in the shadow of a sword.
"Xie Chengyan, how long have you been waiting for me?"
"From the day you jumped off the cliff to the day the spring breeze blew through Yumen Pass."
Later she found out that this man had been looking for her two years ago. When she lost her memory, he stood on the hill outside Guixiang Village and watched her morning exercises for three months.
Intention: We go hand in hand and will become each other's support.