Back to the original style of historical romance: no one is reborn, no one transmigrates, and everyone is genuinely clever. The characters are well-developed, with a rich ensemble cast, and there are dogs but no cats.
Heroine: Pretends to be delicate, but is truly ruthless; plays the fool to catch the tiger; a materialist.
Hero: Dedicated to his career; exceptionally perceptive; cold-blooded and merciless; a Buddhist.
On the day of the temple fair,
Xin Qi accidentally pulls out a candle offered to the gods and Buddha by the hero. She blows on it, and a wisp of white smoke rises.
“Gods and Buddhas, people come here, knocking their heads raw, to ask for wealth, love, and safety. Buddhism teaches freedom from desire, yet your visitors are full of selfish motives, waiting to reap what they haven't sown. Don't you find that ridiculous? If you truly answer prayers, then give everyone a fair chance to make their own way, and don't let greed take root.”
She walks away with her chin held high. The breeze lifts the soft, tousled hair from her forehead. She thinks she'll be favored, and only because of who she is.
Behind the statue of Buddha,
a man wrapped in a black fur cloak steps out of the shadows. His narrow black eyes gleam with a sharp intensity. He stands with his hands behind his back, casting a cool glance toward the entrance, his figure tall and aloof.
What sparks will fly when a materialist meets an idealist?
Each character is well written, very rich and full, right? 😢😢😢Hey, has the male protagonist ever touched his real wife? If you have come across it, then don't do it. Forget it if two women serve one husband. Will the heroine be with the prince? The female protagonist and the male protagonist are both the same type of people, they are soft and not tough, so how can these two tough people go on? I ask, someone must compromise. The male protagonist will not compromise until his death, and the female protagonist will not compromise either. The reader has compromised.