The crippled king is dormant, but the medical maid warms his heart.
A misplaced letter of appointment sent Song Tinghuan, who had traveled through time, into the coldest courtyard of the Yongchang Hou Mansion, and became the personal maid of Shen Yuqing, the disabled eldest son.
He was once the proud son of heaven, but now he is trapped in a wheelchair, as silent as ice in the eyes of conspiracy and cold eyes.
She was optimistic and tenacious, using a bowl of hot soup, a bouquet of wild flowers, and a swing to clumsily but stubbornly pry open the door of his closed heart.
When the hidden arrows struck and the high wall locked her up, she was the only light in his desperate situation; and once he broke free from the shackles and showed his sharpness, he was the sharpest blade to protect her from the wind and rain.
This is a story about companionship and healing——
A wheelchair can also be a chariot, and a maid can be a military advisor.
