Give the galaxy back to the night, the clouds back to the thunder, let wind be wind, rain be rain, and love be love. All she has to do is stand here, and the story begins...
A fallen heiress, a sweet and obedient girl * the “demoted” crown prince of the capital * both have only ever loved each other
Little scene:
“At Drunk,” the bar.
Song Che lowered his gaze, his peach-blossom eyes gazing tenderly at the shy girl. Unable to resist teasing her, he said, “Drunk, huh? The name sure makes you sound like the owner’s wife. Don’t you think, little boss lady?”
