The young man Yu Qingming met in the old city was dressed in white, and the corners of his clothes that fluttered in the breeze also carried a faint scent of soap. She thought he was a cold flower on the high mountain, aloof from the world, if she had never seen the bloodthirsty smile on his face when he was fighting in the chaotic alley. She was a little princess who grew up in a honeypot. If he couldn't be a prince, he would be a dark knight to protect her. But he didn't dare to think that she would be with the prince, so he would drag her into the kingdom he built and make her his queen.
Intention: Everything is planned for a long time