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A story of the rise and fall of a silk family, a story of romance in the past and present. Zhao Yijing and Song Qingyang are people living in two worlds. An encounter on a rainy night made the familiar eyebrows and eyes deep in his memory take on new life. He was calm and cold, and she was indifferent and quiet. For the first time, she couldn't stop falling in love, like a moth flying into the flame. He is her calamity, if she does not meet him, her life will be wasted; she is his evil, if she does not meet her, the years will be wasted.

A story of the rise and fall of a silk family, a story of romance in the past and present. Zhao Yijing and Song Qingyang are people living in two worlds. An encounter on a rainy night made the familiar eyebrows and eyes deep in his memory take on new life. He was calm and cold, and she was indifferent and quiet. For the first time, she couldn't stop falling in love, like a moth flying into the flame. He is her calamity, if she does not meet him, her life will be wasted; she is his evil, if she does not meet her, the years will be wasted.

Xiaotao's story begins on a sunny day in the south of the Yangtze River. That day, at Anping Ferry, Chun and Jingming, and two men ferried on her boat. His white clothes are as gentle as snow, and his black clothes are as sharp as ink. Her eyes, filled with frosty white, became the splendor of the world. From the ferry girl, to the maid, to the dancer, to the famous Tao Niang... Wherever he is, she goes. She didn't care what she did, as long as she could get closer to him, closer. What he repaid her with was thousands of sharp arrows that pierced her heart. She finally knew that besides being gentle, he also had a plan. And she was just a chess piece. She gave up her blood and life in exchange for his life's peace, but what he gave her in return was the fate of his whole family being overthrown and thrown into the classroom. She finally knew that in addition to being gentle, he was also cold. And she is just a piece of grass. He said: I don't like you. She smiled: It's enough that I like you. Time and again he looked up humbly, and time and time again he flew into the flames. Did his heart ever hurt? In the turbulent times, he was missing and she was delirious. He, dressed in ink, put on a white robe and made love...

A story of the rise and fall of a silk family, a story of romance in the past and present. Zhao Yijing and Song Qingyang are people living in two worlds. An encounter on a rainy night made the familiar eyebrows and eyes deep in his memory take on new life. He was calm and cold, and she was indifferent and quiet. For the first time, she couldn't stop falling in love, like a moth flying into the flame. He is her calamity, if she does not meet him, her life will be wasted; she is his evil, if she does not meet her, the years will be wasted.

A single thought of lovesickness brings about half a lifetime of wandering and suffering. Xiao Tao originally thought that her story had already ended where the white clothes disappeared. Unexpectedly, once they meet again, the old friend is still the same, but her heart has been left in another dream. The spring in her hometown was warm, the peach blossoms were flying, and in the chaos of being half asleep and half awake, that person had given her the rare stability and happiness in this life. Later, even she herself couldn't figure out whether she loved the white clothes or him who was willing to put on the white clothes for her. In the flames of war and national disputes, she and he had overlapping misunderstandings and fates, and they were so close to each other... Returning to the Southern Tang Dynasty, from a much-scorned official prostitute to a chivalrous Tao Niang supported by the people, she experienced ups and downs in her life and went upstream. She gradually understood her mission. However, after all the hardships, can her heart be "understood" by the one she loves...

A single thought of lovesickness brings about half a lifetime of wandering and suffering. Xiao Tao originally thought that her story had already ended where the white clothes disappeared. Unexpectedly, once they meet again, the old friend is still the same, but her heart has been left in another dream. The spring in her hometown was warm, the peach blossoms were flying, and in the chaos of being half asleep and half awake, that person had given her the rare stability and happiness in this life. Later, even she herself couldn't figure out whether she loved the white clothes or him who was willing to put on the white clothes for her. In the flames of war and national disputes, she and he had overlapping misunderstandings and fates, and they were so close to each other... Returning to the Southern Tang Dynasty, from a much-scorned official prostitute to a chivalrous Tao Niang supported by the people, she experienced ups and downs in her life and went upstream. She gradually understood her mission. However, after all the hardships, can her heart be "understood" by the one she loves...