His style is unparalleled in the world. He uses brushstrokes and ink to write poems, and he has captured countless hearts. He is still weak and can only take one scoop out of three thousand.
Her beauty captivated the country, her gestures, her smiles when she looked back attracted countless admirations, but she remained unsullied.
He is the son of heaven, and she is the princess of the nine-tailed fox tribe. They have both gone through tribulations in the mortal world. They have experienced missed fate, the test of life and death, and the intervention of outsiders. In the end, are they destined to be together but not destined, or are they holding hands and staying together for life?