His family was gone and his country on the brink of collapse. He guarded the frontier while the woman he loved became one of the three thousand women in a tyrant's harem.
As she retraced the Silk Road, a sandstorm swept her away, and she transmigrated to a frontier military camp, where she became a general's wife.
He was cold-blooded yet tender, protecting her at every turn, all to send her home.
She was clever and beautiful, helping him fight campaigns north and south and restore their homeland.
He saved her ninety-nine times. On the hundredth, he activated the Gate of the Sun and Moon.
She returned to modern society, to work, everyday life, travel, and longing,
until one day, at a corner cafe, she turned around
and saw the man who had forsaken his throne cross the Gate of the Sun and Moon into the twenty-first century.
Love can fill mountains and seas, and bridge past and present.
