[Important: The first five chapters have been replaced with the new version. The rest are locked. I'll unlock them once I've finished rewriting them.]
The snow of the capital, the moon of Jiangnan, the winds of the northern frontier: I have journeyed through them all with you.
Yang Xi has parted from Yanjing three times.
The first time was for a promotion. He lingered in Yanjing, unable to forget the candlelight in the Dali Temple after nightfall, the dusk over the palace, and the fireworks blazing like flames.
The second time was for exile. Yellow sand filled the sky, the northern frontier was bitterly cold, the great empire was on the verge of collapse, and the flames of war were about to engulf a troubled age.
The third time was for freedom. After long years, he finally escaped the palace walls, only to end up alone, spending the rest of his life hiding from place to place.
Yang Xi wondered countless times: What would happen if he could return to the past?
The frail young emperor smiled faintly at him and asked for his help with state affairs. They talked about everything under the sun and dreamed of a land at peace.
The chief minister's youngest son smashed porcelain bowls all over the floor, yet when he saw Yang Xi coming, the gloom in his eyes faded.
A young assassin sat on the eaves in the moonlight, holding two flasks of strong liquor. In the end, after a long journey, the winter snow came down in a fervor.
His childhood friend and sworn brother lay sprawled across the table, gossiping about court affairs with him, saying the most terrifying things in the calmest voice.
The Xu family's only son, who loved making friends, traveled the world with his companions.
The land stretches before him, yet all he can do is yearn for what lies far away. Beyond this point is an abyss.
Some ponder how to cross it; others are so frightened they panic.
But the abyss will not spare anyone. It will only devour them without mercy.
In a troubled age, how can anyone stand apart and keep themselves untouched?
Court intrigue, happy ending. The enigmatic Number One Scholar x the frail, gentle young emperor. Please forgive me if the political intrigue isn't rigorous enough. Some official titles and social systems are based on the Ming dynasty, with fictional elements added.
Theme: Reborn, and I'm writing a top-in-a-danmei-period-piece story on JJ (smiles)
I use my pen to point out the country, until you remember this article (x
I use my pen to guide the country. . . . . .
QWQ writes much better than me, come on
The author cries TT: Cute clicks. Can students move their fingers to save the article? Orz