Yuan Jingyou had a prismatic birthmark on her forehead. People in the village thought she was a freak, but she didn't think so. She was ready to venture out of the mountains on her own, but at this moment she was controlled by the older generation in the village. On the day of the sacrificial festival, due to the superstition of the villagers, they planned to capture her and sacrifice her to the gods they said.
As a secret guard of Xuanlin City, Wen Yumo usually only liked to stay alone in the depths of the bamboo forest, admiring the scenery and sipping tea. However, his tranquility did not last long. On the day of the Sacrifice Festival, he was condemned by the emperor to go to that small village.
Wen Yu silently looked at the girl who was pressed on the execution ground. Her long hair was flowing, and her peach blossom-like appearance looked very much like an old person from his past. He rescued her, but after being rescued, Yun Jingyou always thought that the man named Wen Yumo was a subordinate sent by the villagers to monitor her.
I still remember that day, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her blushing face looked like a ripe peach. Wen Yumo stepped forward and held her in his arms.
"Where else do you want to escape?" His evil smile sneaked into her heart, as bright as a hundred flowers in bloom...