When the Wild Geese Return, Blessings Fill the West Tower

[Lives as different as night and day, yet kindred souls walking the same path.] A true female lead and a story of women rising. I've always felt that someone like Zhuang Hanyan shouldn't be confined to the inner chambers. Synopsis: Fuman, Fuman, blessed to overflowing, just as her name foretold. But as the old saying goes, when the moon is full it wanes, and when water fills a vessel it spills. When anything reaches its extreme, the opposite follows. At her birth, clouds of many colors danced in the sky and birds flocked to pay their respects. The Imperial Preceptor declared her a child blessed by fate, with the rise and fall of the nation resting entirely on her shoulders. With those words ringing in their ears, she grew up in the imperial palace, spoiled and accustomed to having her way. The emperor and empress doted on her like a precious treasure, and no one dared deny the little princess anything. But how could such a young child bear the fate of an entire nation, or so much good fortune? So, from the age of eight, Fuman began to rein in her spoiled ways, because she spent more than half of every month sick in bed. The emperor and empress truly loved her, and watching her grow thinner by the day broke their hearts. Seeing that the emperor and empress looked ready to give out before the little princess did, the Imperial Preceptor sighed and finally relented. “Find someone born under a lonely, ill-fated star to keep her company. In time, the princess's good fortune should fade a little.” ** One day, Zhuang Hanyan went out to buy groceries and suddenly noticed that someone who looked like a pretty young girl seemed to be living in the shabby little courtyard next door... Little scene: (Fuman lands with a splash in the mud.) “Ah Yan, look, look! I get so unlucky whenever I see you!” Zhuang Hanyan couldn't understand why the fair, pretty girl in front of her was so silly. She had fallen so badly, yet she was grinning so happily...