My name is Qingyan, and I am the third prince born in the Imperial City of the Great Zhou Dynasty. My father named me Qingyan because of "Hai Qinghe Yan". He hoped that my arrival would enable this country in troubled times to survive the attack of the Eastern Yi and Southern Barbarians as described by the Prime Minister's uncle. I look exactly like my mother, with twitching eyes. One day, I met the young general from the General's Mansion. He was very skilled in martial arts and had an indescribable coldness in his eyes. We met many times and he took me to experience different warmth and coldness in the world. Just when we didn't know where to start our relationship and I was at a loss, the eldest brother who was very good to me suddenly hugged me tightly in his arms...
Intention: To litigate all kinds of long-term feelings in humor