Moon-White Heart, Flower Words

Moonlight rests upon flowers, their whispers filling the air In a distant valley, hearts answer across the mountains Plum blossoms fall as the dance begins Love and hate intertwine in the affairs of the martial world He, dressed in flowing white, is as clear and calm as water, with a nature like the moon. Quiet, perhaps, and composed. She, naturally graceful in plain clothes, is neither coquettish nor alluring, with a nature like a flower. Lively, perhaps, and delicate. Precious jewels scattered across the world: a blessing or a curse? Entrusted with a master's mission, they journey thousands of miles in search of the jewels. Across the four corners of the land, they form bonds of friendship. Through countless trials, they stand together through life and death. Their love knows neither good nor evil. They are childhood sweethearts, yet their fate feels like a love that came later. Sweetness is tinged with heartache; the extraordinary is touched by the everyday. Please be kind to my story. To be clear: there's no palace intrigue and no BL. It's an alternate-history setting, and I love stories of the martial world. The heroine is kind, and the hero is wonderful. It's neither angsty nor a tragedy. If you're not sincere, please move along! Thanks to: Moyi Xuan for making the cover for free. Thanks to: Green Castle Shop for making it for free.