Jiang Ling is the most insignificant princess in the Liang family.
Born in a barbarian land, buried in the snowy ridge of a foreign land.
The Imperial Capital is her hometown, and she is just a passerby in the Imperial Capital.
Even if fate gives her another chance, life is still so difficult that it makes people scratch their heads.
The little princess grabbed the people around her and cried: "I do justice, but everyone is against me."
The young man silently took off the long black knife and handed it over.
"Are you going to declare war on everyone for me?"
"No, I have a long sword and can stab two more when we both die together."
Under the bright white moonlight, the girl held up the hem of her skirt and ran towards him from the end of the long corridor with light steps. With untimely wantonness and enthusiasm, the moonlight chased her, like a butterfly flying towards the flowers.
"Aci." The girl fell in front of him, her skirt flying up: "In the past, I mean the very beginning, I have liked you."
The young man was a little surprised and asked: "Why didn't you tell me before?"
"At that time, when we met in troubled times, we were all guests from a foreign land."
"Now..." The young man lowered his head and glanced at the neat armor, holding his sweetheart's hand tightly: "It's not much better."
The girl's apricot eyes like clear springs are full of tenderness, as bright as a real girl.
"But it's really hard to hide that I like you."
The bustling water flows away, and the moon shines on the people in front of you.
Purpose: Rebirth is never a once and for all thing. If you yearn for it in your heart, you will never look back.
