She is a princess of a country, and the national teacher raised her. But she fell in love with the man who was just like her father.
Wang Qinyun: Stop pretending, I know you love me too, right?
Chu Yuan: Yes, but we can't be together.
Wang Qinyun: Don't listen, don't listen, this bastard is chanting sutras.
Later, the national teacher left.
Never came back.
Five years later, she was given a marriage to a general. The general seemed familiar to her—just like that man.
When he writes, he puts his other hand behind his back and rubs his thumb and index finger slightly. When he was picking up food for her, he would lightly tap the plate twice with his chopsticks - twice, no more and no less. And his thoughts have not changed at all.
Wang Qinyun: Stop pretending, I know it's you.
Chu Yuan: There is a curse on me, but I don't care - even if I die, I will drag you into hell with me.
She looks so cold. I miss the Imperial Master (general) x princess.