Cool-faced, adorable lord x sunny death servant
Foreign cavalry tramples the Central Plains, and the emperor's orphaned heir is escorted out of Chang'an under layers of protection.
Rumor has it that the Princess of the Nation's Protector is dead, and that the Han family defected midway and took her head. Others say the princess is still alive and will one day return with the scattered death servants at her side.
A beauty arrives in Chang'an, the granddaughter of a man who is a favored guest of the Crown Prince.
The tenth year after changing her name and identity, Song Heyun returns to Chang'an. The great fire that burned the palace to ashes all those years ago has long since died out, but its thick smoke has never left her heart.
The old man has brought more than just a beautiful granddaughter. He has also brought Jiang Lingxing, the illegitimate son of the Jiang family.
Jiang Lingxing and Song Heyun grew up together, both raised by the old man.
The Jiang family played a part in the fire ten years ago. They betrayed their country for wealth and status, and even Heaven could not stand to see it. Their children died of illness one after another, leaving only Jiang Lingxing, the son of a government courtesan who had been abandoned as a baby.
"Cangcang! I'm the son of a marquis now! From now on, I'll be able to protect you!" Jiang Lingxing sprawled across the table like a little dog, his tail practically wagging toward the sky.
One dazzling glimpse in childhood, and his heart had long ceased to belong to him.
"Why aren't you happy?" The little dog's tail drooped as he gazed at her with a wounded look.
Song Heyun didn't answer. She smiled faintly, looking through him as if trying to see the future.
Would the fire burn their bond to ashes too...?
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One day, Song Heyun was studying a chess manual when the little dog beside her grew restless and circled around her, muttering, "Why are you only looking at the chess manual? Look at me~"
His fluffy little head rubbed against her arm, his big, damp eyes full of her.
Song Heyun glanced sideways at him and gently pushed his head away.
Under his plaintive gaze, she stood and looked out the window. "My eyes are a little sore. Let's go for a walk."
The little dog hurried after her. "Wait for me!"
Theme: Love of country and family
