The high-spirited young general × Miss Jiao from the Prime Minister's Mansion
"That year, war was raging all over the sky and Nanxiao was defeated. I suddenly wanted to go home and go home with him."
It was the third day that I traveled to this novel world. I didn't know the plot direction and was pulled into an unknown whirlpool.
That day, I came to Enfa Temple. The pear blossoms were in full bloom, and the branches were dotted with clusters of pear blossoms that looked like white snow. They were bright and unstained by dust. The cool spring breeze blew through the branches and stirred my hair. The petals were blown wildly by the wind, and a spring snow fell in front of my eyes. The wind gradually stopped, and the ground was covered with pear blossoms. I saw a young man standing among a few pear trees in front of me. He was dressed in red and had his black hair tied high into a ponytail. He was talking to the little novice monk beside him. Perhaps he noticed my gaze. He paused and looked towards me.
Another gust of wind passed by, and a few pear blossoms rolled past my eyes. There were thousands of pear blossoms in Enfa Temple, but among the thousands of pear blossoms, I only saw that stunning cluster of red.
Intent: Trust-Love