At the wedding banquet, Pei Ying's delicate heels had been rubbed raw and red by her high heels. She was busy making the rounds with drinks when someone pressed her down into a chair. Ye Yunkai's cool, distant face was right before her eyes, yet his hands slipped off her shoes and gently massaged her ankles.
It was just like back then, when he wore clothes washed pale with wear, crouched in front of her, and tied her shoelaces without caring who was watching.
[You are a princess in an ivory tower, beyond my reach; I am ash in the dust and mire, low enough for you to brush away with a hand.]
This is the story I shared a blurb for before. Inspiration struck again, so I've opened preorders. It might jump the queue!
The protagonists' names are tentative. Screenshot dated March 6, 2019.
Theme: A princess and her knight, protecting you.
