Whenever the roof tiles of the Kaifeng Prefecture clattered under someone's feet, Zhao Er knew the young heroine had returned.
The constables were baffled. Their lord always played along with her, and at the very last moment, when he should have closed the net, he would let her off.
---- The Qixi Lantern Festival at Kaifeng Prefecture ----
Qinghe celebrated on the first day of the seventh month, while Kaifeng celebrated on the seventh. Qixi was a festival for young women, but the reckless young heroine gave the prefect a toy for children, a molah. She invited Zhao Er to go shopping. Both of them arrived at the agreed meeting place, then spent the whole night waiting for the other in a huff. The young heroine thought the workaholic had forgotten their date. Zhao Er flew into a furry little rage and issued an order making the date of Qixi the same across the entire country.
He'd been caught in the rain, so he had to hold an umbrella for all the couples in the world. From then on, Qixi, Mid-Autumn Festival, and every other holiday would have clearly defined dates!
Though they lived far apart, the little sparrow stayed busy matchmaking for others, roaming the martial world and standing up for the wronged. Meanwhile, the prefect of Kaifeng kept his own red thread firmly in hand. One end of the kite belonged to the young heroine who loved running across rooftops, and at the other end, he would always wait for her in Kaifeng, ready to welcome his tired bird home.
---- The Purple Rose Plum Blossom and the Gentleman Beneath It ----
With candlelight glowing behind the flower-patterned window, the purple-robed prefect waited beneath the crape myrtles for the young heroine to scale the wall and come to his study to discuss business. She always came away with flower petals on her. Before long, Zhao Er began tucking his secret feelings, along with those petals, into his diary as Kaifeng's prefect.
The young heroine knocked over his bookcase, scattering blossoms of every color across the floor, and exposed the prefect's secret feelings.
Once, a mission proved so difficult that she didn't return for a very long time. Kaifeng gained a stone statue forever gazing into the distance, waiting for his wife. Zhao Er hoped that when the crape myrtles bloomed again, the young heroine would return with a jug of pear-blossom wine.
A sixteen-year-old heroine of the martial world x a single government official in the Great Song Dynasty. A lively girl and a composed man, circling each other in a will-they-won't-they romance. An antagonistic little couple, bickering happily as they solve cases together and stir up trouble throughout the martial world. The heir to the Great Song throne, the sharp-tongued, icy-faced Zhao Guangyi, gets called a corrupt official by the young heroine and doesn't even dare talk back.
Eldest Brother Zhao leads the cheering for the couple. At last, someone's managed to keep his younger brother in line. Every pot has its lid.
Theme: The martial world and the imperial court join hands to protect peace.
Support 🧋, Guaer's pregnancy was really hard
The interaction between the two people is so fun 🤩🤩
It looks good. I stayed here.
□□Taizong's brotherhood is so good
Urgent to update, my wife writes so well. I like this joyful atmosphere the most. The widower Yi is even more classy 😚 😚
So the setting is that Zhao Er has married a wife?
Finished spreading flowers, thank you teacher 🌈
It's a really exciting title.
""If you, the old Song family, think this child is redundant, I don't think Xian Xian just has one less heir. When you entered my family in Jinzhongyuan as a bride-in-law, it's not too much to ask you to be the eldest son to inherit the family business, right? ""Catch a big bug for the author~ Lao Zhao's house
If I can't go back, I won't envy the immortals.