[The cold and ascetic powerful minister & the down-and-out noble lady of the "acting school"]
Age difference x generational uncle and nephew x guiding type
One watched her approach soberly, and the other put his heart into the calculation.
Fu Jingyan is the only moon in the court, pure and untainted by dust. Until Ning Yu, the daughter of an old friend, knocked on the door of his house alone - when she raised her eyes, there was rain on her eyelashes. Every detail was carefully calculated, just to borrow a ray of spring breeze from him to tide her over in the cold winter.
He watched quietly, as if watching a childish but interesting play. So he tacitly allowed her to come closer, tacitly allowed her to step into his bookcase and his chess game, tacitly allowed her to call him "Uncle Shi" and test him with "admiration". It wasn't until she finally touched the edge of the conspiracy that she realized:
Those "lucky" clues were the sharpest knives he laid under her feet;
And the person she wanted to hide from the most was waiting for her from the beginning and fell into a trap.
"Uncle Shi," she acted for the last time, but her fingertips were shaking, "I've finished this scene."
He wiped away the fake tears on her cheeks, his fingertips warm, but his voice was deep: "Ning's Ayu, I want you to be willing."
The flower of the high mountains is not broken off.
It is to be willing to bow down for one person.
