[Little Marquis in fresh clothes and angry horse x Daughter from a family who is as gentle as jade]
When Su Wanyu was seven years old, a young boy with pink and jade sculptures climbed over the courtyard wall and handed him a lantern. He arched his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Want to play together?" He became the only light in her lonely boudoir.
The young man's name was Chu Tianci. He was two years younger than her, but he had protected her for more than ten years.
The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet kept her away from the turmoil, the Shangyuan Lantern Festival took her all over the long streets, the white foxes killed by the royal family were presented to her as gifts, and the literary gatherings gossiped about her. Her calligraphy and paintings were regarded as treasures, and everyone would say "My sister Wanyu is the most powerful."
She is a lady from an aristocratic family. She has an amazing talent for calligraphy, painting and treasure appraisal, as well as a love for him that has been rooted in her since she was young.
She thought that the bond between her childhood sweethearts would last year after year until her hair turned gray.
So she held up the picture of two swallows painted for three months, mustered up the courage, and confessed her love with red eyes in front of the Lantern Sea in Shangyuan. What she got in return was his cold rejection: "I only regard you as my sister, and there is no relationship between men and women."
Burning the paintings, breaking up her thoughts and cutting off her love ties, she closed the door and thanked the guests, feeling as if she was dead.
When she reached the age of hair, the prince from a well-known family crossed the threshold, and the third prince proposed to marry him as a gift. She quietly agreed: "I will marry him."
It wasn't until the door of Su Mansion was hung with red silk that Chu Tianci finally woke up.
The young man who had protected her for more than ten years became panicked and confused, and fell into the long road of chasing his wife.
They guarded the door of Su's house day and night, and swept the steps in front of the calligraphy and painting shop in the early morning to protect her from finding out the conspiracy of counterfeit paintings. To protect her, she shielded herself from the knife and stained her white clothes with blood. Her name was all murmured on the sickbed.
The young prince who had never believed in gods and Buddhas now knelt down and prayed devoutly for her safety.
"Wanwan, I was wrong."
"Don't marry him. I love you. I've loved you since we first met when I was seven years old."
Intention: Both love and career must move forward courageously
