Everyone in the palace knew that Princess Puyang Wu had damaged her brain when she was young while saving the young master of the Yuan family.
After that, her personality changed drastically. She became spoiled, unruly, and hopelessly foolish.
She naively believed she would grow up in splendor and marry the Yuan family’s eldest son, whom she had loved for years.
But Yuan Youjun always refused her. “I have no wish to marry a princess.”
A Wu didn’t understand. She wanted to ask why through her tears, but he impatiently swept his sleeve.
“I have nothing to say to Your Highness. When will you stop being so spoiled and willful?”
*
At a banquet in the Chanyue Palace, her father asked whether she had someone in mind.
Every gaze in the hall followed hers, toward Yuan Youjun, seated beside his father in the seat of the chief minister.
But the man, as solemn as frost and snow, lowered his eyes, seeming not to hear any of it.
Puyang Fu’s mind went blank, and she randomly pointed at someone.
He was Puyang Yue, the posthumous son of Prince Qing’an. Sent to the neighboring state as a hostage in childhood, he had endured untold hardships before being welcomed back to Great Chong. Born under an ill-starred fate, he had been sent into the palace to serve as the princess’s study companion after the Imperial Preceptor issued a decree foretelling his destiny.
His gaze was dark and heavy, his black eyes fixed on A Wu so intently that she felt uneasy. But in the end, he still bowed. “Yue is willing to remain by the princess’s side.”
The princess’s betrothal was settled, and another fine match was made.
*
But A Wu still never got to see her wedding day.
Her father fell gravely ill, and rebels rose up. The ringleaders turned out to be her fiancé, Puyang Yue, and Yuan Youjun, the man she had once loved.
She heard them calmly discussing what to do.
“The struggle for power will inevitably spill blood. Send the princess away.”
“I’ve found the princess a good match. Let her marry as soon as the date is chosen.”
In that instant, the mind that had been muddled for years suddenly cleared.
She thought, I have to leave the palace.
In this inner palace, with neither her father nor mother there, she was a plaything anyone could kill. She had to escape.
But one day, she would return and become ruler of this land once more.
*
The most headstrong princess is cast adrift in the martial world. The sweet, delicate Snow Skin Mooncake becomes a dirty little bun, with only a cold, unfeeling bodyguard by her side.
That day, she heard the rain weeping, like the cries of the people throughout the land.
Reading Guide:
A princess’s coming-of-age diary. She isn’t truly stupid; she pretends to be for self-preservation. Everyone seems to hate her, but secretly everyone adores her.
All the male characters are devoted to one woman, including but not limited to those in the blurb, as well as a hedonistic adoptive father, a wandering swordsman, and a fearsome general.
Theme: Growing pains are unavoidable, but the skies will clear after the rain.