Li Luo couldn't stand hypocritical, affected nobles. They enjoyed lives like princes and princesses, grew up like idiots, and were surrounded by sycophants who fawned over them.
Rotten flowers and stinking leaves from a garden of splendor.
And the true royal descendants were even worse: every one of them was an idiot, their little brains not fully developed. They wagged their fingers at her and made demands that were downright impossible. People who had barely spent a few years in school just loved to indulge in daydreams.
She looked down on everyone from her lofty perch, convinced that no one was worth mentioning.
Not even her convenient fiance.
Theme: Even a soul atop a tower yearns for a place to call home
