Once upon a time, there was a rundown mountain,
and on that mountain stood a rundown temple,
and in that temple lived a girl who looked rather rundown herself.
The girl had grand ambitions. She said she would drag out anyone who tricked her and slap them across the face!
One day,
she came home,
and her mouth... was swollen.
She complained to her courtier.
The courtier said, “Mountain Lord, it’s all right. Just kiss them back...”
"1 sneered, “What kind of lord are you? Someone like you can be a lord?”
0 smiled. “I’m just a good-for-nothing, lowborn lord... Please... go easy on me.”"
"0 said, “After meeting a lord like you, I’ve become someone who’s fallen into worldly desire. I want you to like me. I want you to love me more. Whether or not you’ve fallen for me, I want you to want me! Do you understand...?”
1: “Sometimes I don’t.”
0: “What don’t you understand?”
1: “What kind of lord am I?”
0: “Can’t you be my beloved?”
1: “All right. Then I’ll be your beloved and no one else’s...”"
[This is a story with two female leads.]
[Mythology-inspired]
[Past and present lives]
[A little angst]
[Mutual devotion, both leads are romantically inexperienced]
[Written in an old-fashioned classical style. It isn’t a wish-fulfillment story, and updates are fairly slow. I’m taking my time with it. While it’s featured, I can manage about one chapter a day.]
This is a two-heroine, mythological novel. Jiuge changed it. Friends, if you are willing to leave a comment, please leave a comment [KISS][]. I will try my best to update it and write it as soon as possible.