The little beggar Feng Cao Cao thinks she's the biggest do-gooder on Xiefang Street.
Whatever Cheng Jin'er, the girl who helps out at the medicine shop, wants, Feng gives her: from the little thief whose head Feng cracked open to her own already-ruined reputation.
Cliffside trees wreathed in mist, the Three Rivers and Five Lakes: no exceptions.
So when Cheng Jin'er later wants her life, Feng Cao Cao merely tilts her head, ponders for a moment, then nods. "Go easy on me. I'm just a tiny bit afraid of pain."
But when she looks up, she sees a face streaked with tears.
My friend, let me tell you a story about what happened after I died.
Don't laugh, and don't cry.
I'll say this in advance: fate made it happen, and I don't blame her.
The riotous, wonderful days of a shameless, thick-skinned girl beggar and a little doctor who pretends to be harmless while hiding her sharp claws. The sky is often clear, with occasional snowfall.
Two timelines run in parallel: memories (first person) + the present (third person).
One of four stories about the realm and its people. The author's page also has a related bonus story, "Singing of Dreams."
[Content warning]: There might be BL, an ensemble cast, and dark humor.
