The winter of 1917.
Her adoptive parents sold her to the Zhang household to become the old master's fifth concubine.
She risked her life to escape, only to encounter him on a night of raging wind and snow, gravely wounded.
When they met again, he rescued her from the Zhang family's servants.
A gunshot rang out. Flames burst from her body as magnificent wings tore through her heavy cotton coat and unfurled in the firelight.
Her gaze was fixed on the young marshal on the raised platform, his expression suddenly transformed.
Back then, he had personally taught her how to defend herself. Now, he was the one aiming his gun at her heart.
“You... are you a monster?”
His voice was hoarse. The hand on the trigger trembled slightly, yet his resolve was unmistakable.
She gave a soft laugh, spread her wings, and shielded him from the storm of artillery fire. “No. I came for you, an old friend ready to die.”
It's so beautiful. I will continue to follow it.
The most innocent secret love is to make a girl angry, just to look at her twice more and say a few more words.