Moonlight Shining on Brocade Robes

Reborn, but not cultivating immortality. In the first year of Zhishun, on a rainy night in a bamboo grove, a woman reluctantly places a swaddled baby among the bamboo before throwing herself into the river. Not far away, a handsome young man strides along, singing loudly...

I dedicate this book to the glorious Great Ming of my heart.