In terms of happiness in this life, it is not about being pampered and well-dressed, nor is it about having overwhelming power and unlimited glory. It was that person who once held her hand, hugged her and listened to the sound of snow falling all night. It was a chilly winter, but she only felt warm in her heart. The person she fell in love with was not the emperor who could decide the fate of the people with a wave of his hand. The person she fell in love with was Cao Zihuan, her Pilang, who was occasionally a child but was wiser than anyone else.