The Qingyang River bursts its banks.
Hundreds of unknown skeletons were rediscovered.
Qi Shishu stood in the pouring rain, his hand under his official robe tightly clutching the blood letter left by his brother:
"The truth is buried at the bottom of the Qingyang River."
After several years of disguising herself as a man and entering the court, she finally got the chance to overturn the verdict.
However, when he sneaked into the study of the magistrate of Chu County to steal the account books, he was blocked in the corner by the deposed prince Xie Jizhou.
As the candlelight flickered, his hot chest pressed against her back, breathing with fighting breath:
"Master Qi..." Blood-stained fingers lifted the jade crown that bound her hair. The moment her black hair fell, he chuckled: "Tell me your true purpose."
She thought she would die if her identity was revealed, but she heard him tear open her clothes:
"For the past three years, the tablet on which you worship the moon every night has your brother's name engraved on it?"
He thrust the account book into her trembling hands, breathing hotly:
"Cui Cui, let me be your brother, okay?"
——Xie Jizhou! Since you already knew that I am a woman...
——Shh... He pressed his forehead against hers and chuckled, "I don't want this country, I just want to see you standing on the top of the court wearing a scarlet robe."
On the day when you become my brother Zhaoxue, I will take you back to the Qingyang River - to see the flowers in the sky and listen to the gurgling water.
