As the princess of an insignificant little tribe, she was roped by her sworn elder brother into the tribute delegation heading to Chang'an. She thought they would leave after presenting their tribute, but the Empress of the Tang Dynasty sent her to the Imperial College instead. Kidnappings, assassinations, smuggling... A whole string of incidents followed one after another. The Central Plains was terrifying. She wanted to go home to her tribe.
What, there's a secret mission too?!
She didn't understand. Weren't the rebels already in Luoyang? Why would the Tang Emperor still have time to meet the tribute envoys? The young ladies at the music house sang so beautifully.
She didn't understand. Hadn't the price of rice in Chang'an reached seven thousand coins per dou? Why were the customers at the restaurant still throwing glutinous rice cakes on the ground? The rice cakes were delicious.
She still didn't understand. She'd only gotten back at the teaching assistant who was always making her copy texts, so why did she feel sorry for him? The teaching assistant was pretty handsome, too.
Reading guide:
1. The story has a historical setting, but the plot is fictional. Any out-of-character behavior is my responsibility and has nothing to do with historical figures.
2. The plot comes first, with romance as a secondary element. The male and female leads are still growing up. Feel free to help spot errors.
3. Sources will be given for any classical poems quoted. Any poems I write myself belong to me, no matter how bad they are, and may not be reused.
Theme: The northern flute sounds as the moon shines on Chang'an; beneath the moon, tears wake a dream in the western chamber. Longing becomes an endless stream, while the Wei River stretches into the snowy borderlands where geese fly.
Oh, lucky koi! What a coincidence!