He is Nurhachi's nephew, Lord Beile of Zhengbaiqi. He has great military exploits and is cold-faced and taciturn. The day he jumped over the wall and fell into my pig pen, he was covered in pig manure and half of his trouser leg was bitten off by the rhubarb I raised. He sat on the wall and looked at the moon. I squatted under the wall and watched him smile.
I thought he was just a tough-talking casualty. But he was afraid of the bitterness of the medicine and would add licorice; his ears would turn red when changing the medicine; and he would turn his face away when I found out he was lying. Later, his injury healed and he rode away. Before leaving, he put the red rope into my hand and said, "Wait for me." I clutched the red rope and thought - you should tell me how long to wait.
The front line of Ningjin was under heavy artillery fire. He collected parsnips for me in the desert, and I defended a city for him in Shengjing. Thousands of miles apart, we didn't have a private message or a thought, but we carved each other's names into our respective futures. He exchanged his military exploits for freedom, and I used my doctor's hands to stabilize the sky behind me. Who said that the love between children can only be trapped in a small space? His blade moves forward, and the scent of my medicine moves backward. We each guard our own territory until the day we meet again. This is the story of a tough-talking prince and a girl who is even tougher than him, each keeping his own corner in troubled times, and ultimately putting their lives in each other's hands. You are lying, Lord Baylor will not fall into the pigsty. He didn't lie. He really is.
A prince who climbed up from the mud, and a hard-spoken and soft-hearted herb picking girl.
Reader comments
I like the male and female protagonists, their style is a bit similar to Huanzhugege
I like the male and female protagonists, their style is a bit similar to Huanzhugege