Ancient woman transmigrates to the present. One-on-one sweet romance, no angst.
Gentle, sweet, soft-spoken young woman x bright-eyed, handsome young man.
“The prince spent his life fighting on the battlefield, winning victory after victory and earning great merit for the people's peace. Yet he died of grief at just twenty-six. Heaven is jealous of such a gifted general.”
Excerpt:
During a break between classes, Xu Qingche brings a baby to class.
The little one is very well-behaved, gazing at everyone with dark, round eyes and babbling through a string of drool.
Wrapped in apricot-colored padded clothes with a pale yellow collar, the baby has cheeks as white and soft as milk.
“Bro, let me hold the baby.” Gu Xinghang reaches out from the seat in front.
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When Xu Qingche is twenty-two, he writes a leave request and hands it to his professor.
The professor glances at it, then his eyes fly open. Well, would you look at that? Reason for leave: getting married.
“May you have a happy marriage and stay together for the rest of your lives.” The professor smiles as he approves the request.
“Thank you.” Xu Qingche smiles.
Watching him walk away, the professor calls after him, “Remember to bring wedding candy when you come back!”
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She leans forward slightly and pecks his soft lips.
Xu Qingche freezes. When he comes to his senses, he slips an arm around her waist and pulls her closer.
Gazing into her clear, innocent eyes, his own look grows more and more heated.
Wen Ting quickly realizes what's happening and covers her mouth with her hand, afraid he'll kiss her.
Xu Qingche gives a roguish smile and presses a kiss to her eye.
Just as Wen Ting thinks he's about to let her go, he keeps holding her close. His light breath brushes her ear.
“Wen Ting, I really like you.”
It's nice, but a little lacking. It's a great look at the story of Xu Wenyi growing up.