That year, when the peach blossoms were blooming, she was still a little fox, grabbing his sleeves and refusing to let him go to court early. The furry white hair, with a bit of red between the brows, is really cute. Now she was looking at him indifferently, her beautiful cheeks full of coldness. With one hand holding a sword against his neck, the red lips uttered one word: "Get out."
He shook his head helplessly, lamenting her indifference and heartlessness, but he turned around and left.
In this story, the male is strong and the female is strong, the female protagonist is a fox fairy who has only been seen for a thousand years, and the male protagonist is the aloof emperor in the world. What will happen when she, who is indifferent, meets someone who is cold and aloof?