She is incorrigibly mischievous, a master at throwing tantrums and rolling on the ground, and simple-minded to the extreme. No scheme is even needed to fool her: she falls for things all on her own.
He is not what he seems. From his lofty perch, he looks down on the world, his mind full of calculations. He secures the throne and keeps it at peace, always decisive and ruthless.
Who is it that sees those embroidered shoes in a dream and remembers the bloodshed of that day?
Who is it that glimpses such breathtaking beauty in their memories and can never forget, tossing and turning night after night?
And who is it that, in the crevices of time, picks up the fading light of the past and carefully tucks it close to their heart, to comfort them for the rest of their life?
Jiangnan is full of parasol trees. Who would have guessed that the beauty prefers banana plants?
Someone spent half a lifetime on the road, traveling a very, very long way.
The author is terrible at writing blurbs, so please bear with me! (^3^)
This is a one-couple story, one person for a lifetime, with a happy ending!!!
Don't be put off by the slightly sad feel of the blurb. The story isn't really that angsty.
I accidentally chose the wrong tags, and they couldn't be changed when the contract was signed later. This is not a derivative work. I started this story back in 2022 and thought it was pretty interesting, so I brought it here. The first thirteen chapters were written earlier.
