The moonlight was hazy, and bits of light fell from the low-hanging branches on the ground covered with white fallen flowers. The young man in white turned his head slightly, and under the shadow of the plum blossoms, he could only see the beautiful curve of his jaw and his erect figure, as if he were a magnolia in the sea of flowers.
She was stunned, and the white plum in her arms fell to the ground at some point.
The young man in white caressed her eyes gently, and said in a voice as clear as a spring, "Don't look."
What not to look at? She was confused, so she had to grab the man's left hand and gently mark her question.
"You can't speak?" There was a hint of surprise in the clear voice.
She nodded obediently, and then unobediently took his claws off her eyes while he wasn't paying attention.
Looking at the tangled mandarin ducks not far away, she showed her curiosity and sincerely asked, "Where are they?"
The young man in white clothes only felt that his hand was grasped by a pair of soft little hands, and his fingertips lightly touched the palm. The girl in his arms couldn't see her face clearly, and the faint bamboo-like fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose actually made him feel at peace in his heart.
After a long time, the young man in white uttered two words softly.
"Fight."
This was their first encounter. At that time, she didn't know that he was the heir apparent of the Chen Kingdom, and that he had come all the way to destroy her country with a blade in his arms.