[Ancient setting + no transmigration + no System + mutual devotion + household intrigue]
She is a little beggar in a chaotic age, fighting wits and wiles with others every day just to stay alive.
By chance, she picks up his purse, unaware that he is the very man responsible for the devastating floods in the Yellow River region. Because of him, she was driven from her home.
Her tenacious struggle to get by makes him see her in a new light.
When a steamed bun falls onto the roof, he and his companions mockingly make a bet: “If a little beggar like her can get it, I’ll marry her.”
She gets it. Holding the bun aloft, she walks past him arrogantly, forcing him to step back. He thinks she’s trying to latch onto him, but she only smiles scornfully and tosses out, “I’d rather marry a beggar than you!”
Furious, he swears to be her enemy and picks on her every day.
In his powerful family, where everyone is scheming against everyone else, he finds no peace. His heart has grown increasingly cold, but she slowly warms it again.
They’re both lonely leaves adrift in this world. Why not huddle together for warmth?
