Cloud Dweller's Chronicle: Where the Clouds Return

"I still owe you an answer," she said. "I never had a second answer," he said. ——This sentence has been waiting for ten years. When she was six years old, her family was destroyed. Her mother committed suicide in front of her, and her father was burned to death in a prison. She was thrown into Yeting, her hands were covered with frostbite, and no one looked at her twice. At the age of thirteen, she became the eldest princess's pawn. Learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is not about elegance, it is about turning elegance into a sword. At the age of eighteen, she was sent to the Prince's Mansion to be a maid. Grinding ink, laying out paper, serving tea and pouring water, keeping every detail in mind like a dormant beast. And in the dark pavilion, he went from a thin young man to a nameless "shadow". He had killed many people, but he always remembered that she was the only one he wanted to protect. This is not a happy-go-lucky story. It was a game that lasted for nineteen years. You laugh in the open, I kill in the dark. It's waiting for someone, waiting for an answer, waiting for "I never have a second option." More than 800,000 words, five volumes. No matter how painful it is in the front, it will be so pleasant in the back. Not a cool article. It's the joy of getting through it. This is the story of a six-year-old girl who lost everything in one night and spent nineteen years getting it back bit by bit. There is no golden finger, no surprise from the sky. Yun Shu relied on washing clothes in the cold well water of Yeting, practicing piano at the eldest princess's residence until his fingers bled, and carving every detail into his mind while grinding ink and laying paper at the prince's residence. She waited for ten years to reunite with Lin Mo, and waited for another five years to kill her enemy with her own hands. This book was difficult to write. Because what I want to write is not "cool", but "true". Real loss, real forbearance, real choice - whether to sink in hatred or bloom on the ruins. If you like restrained emotions, complex machinations, and "slow-cut" growth, you'll like it.

Lin Mo is really miserable. Fortunately, there is Xiao Shuer.