Xie Miao was born in a famous family, grew up in a famous temple, had excellent calligraphy talent, and had a photographic memory of scriptures. He could be a calligrapher, a famous scholar, or an eminent monk. At the worst, he could inherit the family's business. Anyway, no matter which career he chose, he would be able to amaze the world and leave a name in history. However, in order to regain the family letters and seek justice for his master, he went to Chang'an incognito to work as a small writer. "The princes who steal the country", he just doesn't believe in this evil, and insists on trying to reason with the nobles of Tianhuang and even the emperor himself.
The third prince Li Ke, who carries the most noble blood of the two dynasties, is free and easy-going in his life. Whether he wants to save money or not depends entirely on his mood. He thinks that the world is just something that can be captured in his pocket, but he deliberately and desperately wants to tie Xie Miao to his side for the rest of his life. The reason is that this has been the case for thousands of years, and it is difficult to find a beautiful woman if you miss him.
How many strokes of the word "love" can be as dark and light as the ink?
Dependent origin is empty, can love and hate be as short-lived as electricity?
The past and present are like a dream, only old joys and new resentments exist.
I feel sad when I write this book, and I am paranoid about this thought in my life.
Intention: No time travel, no imagining, no belief in history.