"Our greatest enemy is prejudice in this world."
He thought this little young lady would be so proper.
She was just a girl who seemed proper on the outside, but had a lot going on in her head.
Yet this little young lady kept making his heart flutter without even meaning to. What was he supposed to do?
Jiang Shuo believed that demons had no place in this world, but this person kept refuting her, time and again.
Within Xuan Zuicheng, the winds of change were rising, and the lands beyond the city were no more peaceful.
She thought nothing would come of it, but one day, that person looked at her with an inscrutable expression.
He asked in a low voice, "Do you like me, or do you love me?"
Updates are irregular + characters have original forms and other author-created details + the story will definitely be completed
This is a fictional setting; don't overanalyze it.
Theme: Nothing can stand in the way of the place you're headed
Damn it, all I can think about is you are my god
The descendant of heaven is Feng, and the bamboo horse is that Murong (?)?