Ink-Wash Ballad

Synopsis:

In her previous life, she wandered alone at a crossroads, with no idea where to go...

In this life, though burdened with a less-than-useful identity, all she wants is someone who truly loves her to stay by her side until old age, so she can live out her days in peace!

But the great general Shui Qingmo has only ever treated her like a little sister, indulging her in his overbearing way. Winning his heart looks like an impossible task!

On top of that, a whole pack of troublesome rivals are hot on her heels, stirring up trouble nonstop and giving her more headaches than she can count.

Her happiness seems to need a slow warming, like a frog in a pot of lukewarm water. Her hatred, on the other hand, seems to demand a raging fire, like boiling water killing germs!

But with her abilities, all she can do is throw them all into one pot and cook them. Ahem!

(Previously titled Water-Boiled Jianghu. This story has its share of joy and sorrow. If it's not your cup of tea, please don't flame me. Any similarities are purely coincidental!)

[Note]: This story is a case of advertising one thing and serving another. It has very little to do with the blades and bloodshed of the jianghu. Ahem, it's a real pain when the author can't come up with a title!