After a motorcycle accident, my best friend and I both traveled through time.
Good news: We are all alive.
Bad news: We have become the legitimate daughters of two rival families who have been fighting for eighty years in ancient dynasties.
During the day, we had a heated exchange of words at the palace banquet. She called me a "hypocritical and sick child" and I ridiculed her as a "reckless man and a brainless woman."
At night, we met secretly on the roof and exchanged secret codes: "Gong Yu Ye Liquor?"
"One hundred and eighty cups!"
His eyes confirmed that he was someone who wanted to overthrow this dynasty together.
