[This is the story of an affectionate young prince falling in love with a killer female master]
PS: Short story, high abuse, reverse master-disciple relationship, please be careful.
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I am afraid that this time that has passed away in the clouds and rain has come to life from the day he became a disciple...
"Being a master or a disciple is a matter of mutual consent," she said, "... I am a woman, are you willing?"
Little did they know that this bow would be a life-long bond from then on.
He said, Master, the grass in this courtyard is as green as the curtains, but it lacks fragrance.
So he planted a few apricot trees in front of the branchless trees. At this time of year, the garden was filled with fragrance. Every winter solstice, there were always two altars full of apricot blossom wine next to the red clay stove.
He said, Master, the lake in the courtyard looks green and beautiful when the breeze ruffles it.
So, the lake got a name: Yibi Lake.
He said, Master, the bamboos in Xiaozhulin are quite good, so it would be a pity that they have been left idle all year round.
As a result, there were a few more bamboo mats he had woven in the pavilion and indoors; when Ju Yue happened to play the piano, there were also a few wisps of flute music outside the window that matched it.
Seven years later, he hugged her from behind and said softly: "The mountains have trees and the trees have branches."
But she said: "Master Hou, I'm afraid you have forgotten that I, like the clouds and the rain, have no branches."
When we meet again, we are already separated by life and death...
Intention: To sneak away in life, and to return home alone.