He, the young master Fusu, dressed elegantly and independently in white, held a folding fan in his hand and pointed out the mountains and rivers, chatting and laughing. But only as a personal maid, she knew that the real prince Fusu was actually a arrogant and sinister guy...
She, Ji Yue, was the last orphan of the Zhou Dynasty. When she was thirteen years old, the Ji family was exterminated. She survived and vowed to take revenge, but she had to become the personal maid of the young master Fusu...
She knelt on the ground and shivered.
The door creaked open, and a red wooden puppet poked its head out.
A clean and clear voice came from inside the room, "Hey, new guy, what's your name?"
She looked up.
A young man in white walked over barefoot...