After entering the official position at the age of six, she was frail and ignorant. She was burdened with the machinations of two supreme families. Twenty years later, the most beautiful age in a woman's life, she has already guarded the official sand on her jade arm and gone through the vicissitudes of beauty. But he, who was the most beloved in her heart, was separated by the official wall and could not share even a moment's enjoyment with her. A piece of Shouguan sand protects chastity and even one's fruitless love. Is that blazing red the blood of a lover, or the flower in my heart that never had a chance?
