The Moon Is Like a Hook

Preface Everyone has a loved one in their life. He can exist in the past, present and future. My him was the one who lost his life in vain because of a song thousands of years ago. I love him more than I can ask for. He is an incompetent king who subjugates his country, and he is also a talented poet. After thousands of years, I can only understand him superficially from what later generations said about him. He had never seen the mountains and rivers swaying in those years, he had not experienced the bloody storms in those years, and he had not accompanied him to watch the mountains and rivers of Nantang change color and the country change hands, so he always felt unwilling to accept it. I wrote this novel because I wanted to accompany him through the joy and turmoil of those years as an omnipotent woman.