Who Are You Calling a Little Sparrow?

When Kou Heng first arrived in Jinzhou City, he heard that the eldest daughter of the Rong family, a silk merchant in the south of the city, had fallen in love with his cousin at first sight. He scoffed, "A mere merchant's daughter thinks she can be a sparrow that flies up a branch and becomes a phoenix?"

The second-youngest Rong daughter, Rong Sisi, heard him loud and clear from next door.

Later, the noble Young Marquis Kou demanded to marry Rong Sisi, a commoner born into a merchant family.

Rong Sisi gave him a sidelong glance. "I heard that people like me are sparrows trying to fly up a branch and become phoenixes?"

Kou Heng grinned. "I don't like phoenixes. I like little sparrows."

Rong Sisi pretended to poke him with her needle. "Who are you calling a little sparrow?"

Kou Heng dodged. "Me, me, me. I'm the little sparrow."

Only then did Rong Sisi let him off, turning her back to him to continue embroidering.

Kou Heng murmured, "Two little sparrows. Perfect for flying off together and loving each other."

Rong Sisi heard him clearly. A smile spread across her face as she thought, What a silly sparrow.

Theme: Love can cross class boundaries. Never look down on others lightly.