The daughter of the Qi family and the boy of the Yu family.
The little girl fell from the apple of her family's eye to a homeless person who was neither loved by her father nor loved by her mother, and was neglected. She was calm and unhurried, and wanted to live a good life in her own little world.
The young man was the fourth prince, and was sent to the mountains for several years by the emperor, who was nicknamed "sharpening". He is cynical all day long, not seeking progress, but only seeking good wine under the moon.
However, is everything really as simple as it seems? Do they really do nothing when faced with difficulties?
The little girl and the boy met.
However, the misunderstanding made the young man hate his little girl so much. The corners of his eyes were scarlet, and he tried his best to suppress his anger. He pointed the sword in his hand directly at the little girl: "Speak for yourself! In the end, it's you or not!"
The little girl's hands were trembling, but she pretended to be calm: "Yu Xingyou, I... I can't tell you the truth."
Another year.
Heavy snow fell one after another. The young man was romantic and handsome, his ponytail tied up high swaying with the snowflakes, and he raised his sword with a smile: "A contest?" The girl was smart and cute, blinked her eyes, the jade bell on her waist jingled, and smiled slightly: "Okay."
"Hey, let's talk about it first, what will happen if I win, little beauty?"
"Let's make a bet. I'll bet that you lose." The girl was confident.
"Huh? Why are you so sure?" The boy's smile was particularly bright, melting the biting cold of the heavy snow.
She walked towards him slowly: "Close your eyes and I will tell you."
He couldn't refuse. Close your eyes.
A soft touch lingered on his lips.
The boy's heart was beating loudly.
He hugged the person in front of him tightly and deepened the kiss.
The snow is still falling.
He lost, willingly.
