Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, gentleness, virtue, embroidery, and knitting? Feng Jiujiu says she can’t do any of it.
Scamming, freeloading, keeping an eye on the money, and having no conscience? Feng Jiujiu says she’ll take that as a compliment.
She thought she would spend her whole life carefree and doing as she pleased, but then she met a man who was a real handful...
Expensive clothes? Strip them off!
A man worth even more? Take him!
So what if he’s the crown prince? He still follows right behind her!
A fallen kingdom, a shattered home, and love torn apart in a time of chaos. Who lost whose horizon? And who etched whom into their heart like a painting?
It was a mess, everyone hugged her and held her hand. There was no ancient restraint at all. She was quite speechless.
I keep using short words and it's a mess