[Devoted to each other + sweet romance + beloved heroine + he pursues her + fiercely protective hero]
I had a crush on my senior fellow disciple for years. He doted on me, cared for me, and was endlessly patient with me. I thought we were a sure thing.
Just as I was about to confess my feelings, I learned that he was actually a noble and illustrious prince.
I thought deep love could withstand the passage of time, but it couldn’t overcome the gap in our status or the schemes and provocations that drove us apart.
Later, my senior said I’d changed, and kept telling me to be more sensible and obedient...
So this was what they meant when they said childhood sweethearts could never compete with an unexpected betrothal...
Whatever! If I loved the wrong person, I’d cut my losses. I was done playing along!
I dried my tears and prepared to spend my days admiring the clouds, the mountains, and the scenery. Then I met him!
He said, “What’s so interesting about the mountains? Look at me.”
He dotes on me, flirts with me, and protects me. My senior regrets it? Too late!
The old dream has returned to the green hills. From now on, the rest of my life belongs to you alone.
The heroine is a little hot-tempered. When she loves, she means it; when she hates, she cuts things off cleanly. She never loses her head over love or shortchanges herself. Her mouth moves faster than her brain. She hates hard work, hassle, and persistent, fiery men...
Hero: When she roasts someone, he backs her up. When she’s angry, he comforts her. Whatever she wants, he gives her everything.
