A tall red wall enclosed the dreams of countless people.
As for Chuntao, her dream was simple: to sit beneath the peach tree with that little eunuch from that day once more, secretly nibbling the date-paste pastries left over by the consorts.
The wind blew, and the banner fluttered.
Now it seemed that neither wind nor banner had stirred. It was the heart that had moved.
[Sheng Lingchen x Chuntao
A genuinely sweet little romance between a eunuch and a food-loving young palace maid. It will also tell other people's stories, so it may lean toward an ensemble cast _(:зゝ∠)_
The setting is a fictional dynasty. The clothes and official positions take some inspiration from the Ming Dynasty, but most of it is made up by me. History buffs, please go easy on me QAQ]
Theme: People who pamper their wives will have smooth sailing!
There is sincerity, but sincerity changes rapidly.
Madam, why don't you update it?