It’s a familiar sort of story: Danting has lived in seclusion in the mountains with her master since childhood, and knows little besides medicine and light-footed martial arts. By chance, she comes across Feng Yu, who has been poisoned, and saves his life. Since she has no money, she’ll just have to offer herself to him in marriage. And so their romance begins.
Love’s origins are unknowable, yet once it takes hold, it runs deep.
I don’t know why I fell in love with you, but I know that loving you is all that matters.
Many years later, Feng Yu still remembers that bitterly cold winter day, when a graceful figure, as fresh and green as spring, appeared in his blurred vision. From then on, his eyes never stopped following her.
Many years later, Danting still remembers that chilly winter day, the young man’s smiling eyes against a backdrop of brilliant fireworks, and his words: “Happy birthday.”
They set out from a simple bamboo hut on Qianli Mountain, traveled through beautiful Jincheng and prosperous Sangcheng, saw bustling Linjing, and journeyed together to many other places, for many years...
