Night Snow, Bow in Hand

"The moon is dark, the wild geese fly high; the Chanyu flees into the night. I would pursue him with light cavalry, but snow blankets my bow and sword."+++++++++++++++++++, Lu Lun, Tang Dynasty, "Song of the Frontier, Part Three"++++On the boundless grasslands, two great tribes stand as equals, like the wings of an eagle. Their people herd cattle and sheep and excel at riding and archery.++++++++To the west of the grasslands lie Sangqi, Baili, and other kingdoms. To the south is the great nation of Fengjing, perched like a phoenix, prosperous and wealthy, with sturdy walls and moats.++++++++Far out on the eastern sea, the islands and the Kingdom of Baiyue rise with the tide.++++++++xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx++++Huyan Lie, eldest prince of the Huyan Chi tribe, should have been riding with whip in hand, young and carefree, bright as the morning sun. But after his mother died young, the Chanyu's favor for him gradually faded. And after the birth of the seventh prince, his position grew ever more precarious...+++++++This is a story about a prince fallen on hard times, and about a group of young people growing up. The author's writing is melodramatic and clumsy. I can't build a sweeping tale of conflict among the nations here, so romance takes the lead and ambition comes second.++++There is horseback riding and archery, childhood sweethearts and love at first sight, loving enemies and unwavering devotion through life and death. There are older and younger love interests, beautiful and powerful leads, and couples who are equally matched.++++The protagonist is adored by everyone and invincible.++++The first book is complete. As pure as a lotus rising from water, updated every day without fail, at nine every evening.

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