Shen Zhao's greatest wish in life is to find his way home.
He isn't from Beiyuan City. He never was. His home is in the south, in that resplendent yet bitterly cold imperial city. His father is the Crown Prince of the Great Chu Dynasty, and his grandfather is the emperor seated on the Dragon Throne. He is the emperor's eldest grandson, second in line to inherit the throne.
But he doesn't want to go back at all.
"Sister Su, I don't want to be anyone's imperial grandson. I just want to cultivate with you, eat the red-braised pork Brother Da Niu brings, and spend the rest of my life in this rundown courtyard."
Su Wanqing looked at him without saying a word.
She knew Shen Zhao would have to return sooner or later. Not because he wanted to, but because if he didn't, those people would come looking for him. They wouldn't spare him, not an imperial grandson with a Star Meridian.
Rather than be dragged back and made into a puppet, he might as well go back of his own accord and face those people openly.
"Sister Su, will you come back with me?"
"I will."
"No matter what happens, will you stay by my side?"
"I will."
Shen Zhao smiled.
"Then there's nothing to be afraid of."
The road home is long, and the way ahead is shrouded in uncertainty. The court is a battlefield of flashing blades, rival sects conceal currents beneath the surface, and forces lurking in the shadows have been hunting his mother for seventeen years. Everyone is waiting for him to walk right into their trap.
But they don't know that Shen Zhao is no longer the good-for-nothing they once trampled underfoot in Beiyuan City. He has a Star Meridian. He has power. And he has a senior sister at the Spirit Sea Realm. No, she is more than just his senior sister.
She is the person he trusts most in this world, the one he is willing to...
Clear and logical, it's worth a read and I look forward to the subsequent performance.