The first time I saw him was in the cold night. He was wearing a long robe, his hairband was rolled up by the night wind, looking cool and dignified.
Under the peach blossom tree, she had her first confrontation with him. When peach blossoms fall, so do swords.
On the Qishen Festival of a certain year, the woman turned around and asked him.
"Qishen Festival, why don't you go in and pay your respects?"
But he gently raised the corners of his mouth in the wind.
"I never believe in this. I only serve as my own god."
[Calm and wise killer girl VS mysterious and aloof prince]
Purpose: Thousands of people share the same territory with the country