A miracle appeared: the wealthy young lady, Gu Ruxi, was like spring in Jiangnan, a gorgeous peach blossom brimming with vitality. She lived in a resplendent mansion filled with the fragrance of silk and jade. Music, chess, calligraphy, and painting were as natural to her as the air she breathed, and every gesture revealed her elegance. Yet her eyes often shone with curiosity and longing for the unknown world, like stars still beyond reach in the distant sky.
He was the only son of the king of the northern lands, like a pine standing proud in a snowy wilderness, tall and steadfast. He excelled equally at swordsmanship and poetry. His smile was like sunlight breaking through melting snow, warm and dazzling. He yearned for the boundless sky and the freedom of an eagle in flight, and often rode out at night.
One moonlit night, after Gu Ruxi fell asleep, her soul left her body and wandered through her family's garden. Silver moonlight spilled over her skin, smooth as water, making her look as beautiful as a fairy. A gentle breeze carried a faint floral fragrance. She suddenly felt dizzy and slowly collapsed onto the soft grass.
At that very moment, Yuwen Yi was traveling through Jiangnan. His gaze crossed countless mountains and rivers before coming to rest on the beautiful woman beneath the moon. He hurried over and gently helped her up. Their eyes met in the moonlight, and it seemed as though the whole world had stopped.
From then on, he came to meet her in her dreams. They strolled beneath the moon, talking about their dreams and their stories.
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