When I was young, I once looked up to someone.
This man is like a clear breeze and a bright moon, and he treats me very well.
But how can you hold the breeze? How can the bright moon be touched?
My father robbed his people and destroyed his country and family.
And I was manipulated for him like a chess piece, and I became a useless emperor, his puppet to block the world's public opinion, and a stepping stone for his great cause.
That's what I thought until my death.
But I never thought that there would be flowers blooming on the corpses in such a sea of blood.
Ji Fei (a dark-minded and ambitious fox) × Ji Wangning (a loser (?) Puppy who loves to talk nonsense)
It's a reunion across thousands of mountains and rivers, thousands of years
It's a meeting again where we have worked hard and the deep gratitude has not yet been exhausted.
It's a story about a little beauty falling in love with a big beauty.
Idioms, nonsense throughout, all kinds of random fabrications, a hodgepodge of things from various dynasties.
Three to four updates a week
Intention: Mountains and rivers are level, sea waves are stable, work hard and forge ahead
