At the end of the Warring States Period, there were wars and disputes. This was the beginning of many legends and love stories!
I, a princess at the end of the Warring States Period, could not escape the arrangement of my fate. From being a hostage to getting married, I was drifting among various countries, but there were also accidents and luck. . . . . .
Maybe: parting is just to meet each other, forgetting is just to fall in love again!
Many years later, I still remember the original scene: under the peach blossom tree in the yard,
He looked at me intently, and I saw the sincerity and determination in his eyes. The peach blossoms were blown down by the wind and fell on his hair and shoulders, which actually made me feel dazed for a while. . . . .
-------Not a heroine, not a time traveler, not a universal heroine, I just want to write a romance novel with a historical background---------