Yan Xin has been very troubled recently.
The day is a war, running between countless classrooms, watching the professors on the podium spitting, trying to earn those pitiful credits. The originally leisurely evening was also a war for her. For as long as she can remember, she will appear in Qingguo in that world at night as the youngest daughter of the prime minister's family.
Here, she is still an upbeat 18-year-old girl in her prime, but there, she has to decide! Relative! Got it! And the object was the prince who fought with her for 300 rounds in the imperial garden when she was 5 years old! That's fine, but why is his name exactly the same as the boy who has been my neighbor for 18 years in real life?