[The abandoned legitimate daughter whose family kept the truth from her for twenty years VS the mysterious, taciturn young exile with a cold face]
[Exile + infrastructure building + face-slapping + a BGM golden finger + recruiting talent + sharp-tongued bickering + sweet romance]
It wasn't until the day Shen Luxi's family was confiscated that she learned she was the only person in the Shen family with no blood ties to them. Everyone knew. They had kept it from her for twenty years.
On the road to exile, music suddenly began playing automatically in her head:
When she got close to her uncle, she heard an abacus clicking.
When she approached the guards escorting them, the music turned furtive, shifting into a hurried drumbeat.
When she neared the cold-faced prisoner, she heard a heart-shaking, mournful cello.
"He has an old injury under his left ribs!" she shouted across the battlefield at the bandits.
The cold-faced man struck a direct hit, then turned to look at her. "How did you know?"
"I... have good observational skills."
"Your ears turn red when you lie."
Shen Luxi covered her ears and fled in a panic.
From then on, she used BGM to uncover murderous plots, win over a miracle-working doctor, recruit a God of War, and bring merchants into her fold, building a fortune from scratch in the bitterly cold frontier.
Everyone said no one could survive on the saline-alkali wasteland.
She was determined to turn it into the richest city beyond the frontier.
But why were the variations in that man's BGM getting more and more tender?
