In the eighth year of my marriage to the husband I picked up, a woman stepped on the auspicious clouds and came to my house.
"The tragedy of love has been over, can you come back with me?"
Only then did I realize that he was the god of war from the heavenly clan who came down to earth to cope with the calamity, just to achieve the right result with the right fate.
The six-year-old son saw the power of the Celestial Clan and hurriedly decided to follow his father.
Just when they were discussing how to persuade me to become a maid in heaven.
I was trapped on a road blocked by heavy snow, carrying fresh matsutake mushrooms that I had worked so hard to pick.
Orion's carriage passed by. I stopped it and gave him all the contents in the basket.
Pleading, "Can you take me to Qilin Cliff?"
