Mulan of the Fang family transmigrates here in the middle of a downpour. Professor Liang, Fang, sorry, but I don't know you. The magnolia blooms only to await the arrival of the ultimate big boss, Officer Ming.
The eastern sky was just turning pale. Mulan woke beneath the first rays of sunlight. The person beside her was still asleep, holding her hand. His straight, dark brows had relaxed into peaceful lines, unlike in her memories, where a faint furrow always creased the space between them. Propping herself up on one elbow, she kissed the corner of his lips, then the tip of his nose, then his earlobe... A movement beneath her, and suddenly he pulled her into his arms, biting her earlobe too as he whispered, "So tiny and fine, like dust in the mortal world; so gentle and slow, like falling blossoms." Mulan rubbed his face and laughed. "You said it. It's snowing outside."
The first snow of 1949 came unexpectedly... My heartfelt love for Officer Ming finally drove me to write this little romance. The story starts against the backdrop of The Disguiser, and the journey continues...
My new serial is underway: A Qing Dynasty Romance. Set during the Qianlong reign, it follows Prince Fukan'an and the young lady Xiang Jian: a handsome noble scion of the imperial family versus a feisty, pampered beauty.
In the third month of the forty-first year of Qianlong's reign, the Jinchuan campaign ended in victory, and Fukan'an returned to the capital. For his achievements, he was made a third-class Jiayong baron. It was also Fukan'an's birthday, and Lady Ayanjueluo was expecting a child, making it a triple celebration. The emperor specially hosted a banquet at the baron's residence. The prefect of Baoding presented nine songstresses skilled in the Western Regions' Hu dance to congratulate Fukan'an on his birthday.
Xiang Jian was sixteen, with skin white as snow, almond-shaped eyes, delicate brows, and dimples that could captivate everyone.
Eight years later...
Following her intermittent descriptions, the painter set brush to paper: slanting shadows of branches, ornate beams and soaring eaves. It seemed to be the waterside pavilion where she had first met him. Deep in the building, a richly dressed young gentleman appeared to stand with his hands behind his back, but his face had been carefully left out...
When the painting was finished, Xiang Jian held her teacup steady and said, "Very good."
Outside the window, snow and wind blurred the view. Inside, the air was rich with the fragrance of tea. She stroked Yuanbao's head and, without any context, said, "It snowed that March, too."
Theme: A Ming Lou fan story
This article deeply touched my heart. Even though I watched Nirvana in Fire first, when I was deeply fascinated by Prince Jing, I opened The Pretender and climbed up the big brother's wall without hesitation within three episodes (laughing and crying. Jpg). I have never known how to describe Commander Ming. In such a situation, with such a mission, if there is anyone who can truly succeed, it is not the desperate Wang Tianfeng, nor the flying Mingtai. It can only be him. It can only be Mr. Ming who is secretive but has the overall situation in mind. On the surface, The Pretender is the growth history of Mingtai, but in fact, the whole story is full of Mingtou's shadow. He is a true warrior, facing the thorns and facing the light. The red faith he carried on his shoulders, no matter how heavy it was, he never put it down. He strategized, maneuvered vertically and horizontally, and had countless gaps in his chest, but he also had a long-term love like a brother-in-law, and protected his family firmly under his wings. Chief Ming's charisma makes people almost willing to follow him without hesitation, which makes Acheng's loyalty seem so natural. No matter how many times I replay it, I have no doubt that if I were in it, I would be able to die calmly with just an order from my superior. Such an almost perfect gentleman, such a soldier who sacrifices his country to bear infamy, such a light-seeker with firm belief, I stubbornly believe that he can realize his original intention and dream. He will eventually be able to stand in the sun, look at the flowers and blue sea, look at the sky thousands of miles away, and see the prosperous age like a rainbow. I want to believe that he fulfilled his promise to his eldest sister. When the dawn came and the flag of victory was flying, he finally gave up everything, retired, went to Paris to become a professor and scholar, married a wife and had children, and then was simply forgotten. For the rest of his life, he will be just him, just Minglou.
In my heart, Cheng and Big Brother can be partners in life and death, they can be brothers who support each other, they can be each other's backs, and they can even be comrades who share the same fate, but I can't imagine the kind of relationship between them living and sleeping together. It is a kind of belief and following that transcends sexual and even spiritual beliefs. Their closeness comes from the same origin of belief, mutual understanding and mutual protection. It is the only thing that can be reached in the darkness, the only one that can understand each other's burdens on their shoulders and the pain in their hearts. The light and warmth drawn from each other. They can live and die together, but not based on love and love. This is Lou Cheng in my heart.
Who can decide between good and evil? Good or evil is up to you to judge. Mountains are mountains, and water is water. Mountains are not mountains, and water is not water. Mountains are still mountains, and water is still water. After seeing through everything, after seeing through the origin, what will happen to everything? After seeing through, what will happen to the so-called good and evil? What about good and evil? All he did was to live according to what he had seen and understood in order to survive.
I like Minglou so much. It's already the spring of 2025 and I still like him. Thank you so much. Minglou has always been in our hearts.
My wife is not bad at all. The writing is super good!!!!!
"Increasing inspections" is a big bug for the author~
Come on, my only hope is that the next article will be longer
I feel sorry for my brother Cheng. Although I think there should be a girl who understands him better and better, I still thank Yunqiao for her affection and care for him. I feel sorry for Yun Qiao for a minute for Brother Cheng
So it's perfect, have you seen it? Coming from me who was confused after watching a few episodes
I think of the scene in the B-station barrage where Brother Dong suddenly decided to sing in an opera, and Brother Cheng was chased by his elder brother and pulled Jinghu's stiff gestures, hahahahaha