[The gentle and paranoid daughter of an aristocratic family, Ning Zhiyun × the bright and resolute prince Mingye, sweet at first and then cruel, from the perspective of the heroine]
Ning Zhiyun never thought that she would meet such a bright person as Ming Ye in her ordinary life.
The willows are leaning against each other, cherishing each other under the moon, and the two originally isolated hearts gradually come together; writing poems with colored pens, wearing hairpins with green hair, holding hands and looking at each other, the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas are all level.
What's the road ahead? All in one piece of paper.
Meeting each other is like ripples, disappearing with the waves.
Thoughts are like autumn water, and there is no end to them.
