In the thirteenth year of Yong'an, the Great Jing recaptured the Kingdom of Tan.
With the fall of Tan, the peaceful, prosperous life Jiang Lihuan had known shattered. Her country was destroyed and her family scattered, and the little princess was forced to leave her homeland and wander in enemy territory.
Unexpectedly, she was ambushed by her enemies and fell off a cliff. Just as her life hung by a thread, a physician saved her.
He wore a long robe of icy-blue silk. Handsome and refined, with exceptional medical skill, he reached out to help Jiang Lihuan when she had fallen into despair.
Jiang Lihuan invented an identity to deceive him. Lies always have their flaws, but he never once pressed her for answers.
He was thoughtful and attentive, caring for her in every possible way.
He was gentle and kind. Following at his side, Jiang Lihuan treated the sick and saved lives.
Yet a faint loneliness and despondency seemed to surround him. His eyes were clear and bright, warm with tenderness when he looked at you, but when no one was around, they held the weight of years.
Jiang Lihuan wanted to erase the pain and sorrow he had once endured.
At last, she summoned her courage, embraced him by the river, and confessed her love.
But he pushed her away. His icy gaze fell on her. "Little Lihuan, I've grown indifferent to everything in this world. Love has nothing to do with me."
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Later, her surviving elder brother found Jiang Lihuan and brought her back to the Kingdom of Tan.
When they met again, he wore white, held a feather fan, and wore a scholar's headscarf. Leading an army of millions to attack the city, he stood atop the walls, his bone-chilling gaze fixed on her. "Little Lihuan, come here, and I'll spare your brother's life."
Only then did Jiang Lihuan learn that he came from a distinguished family, was a renowned scholar among scholars, and was none other than the peerless strategist Mr. Juece, whom the Emperor of Great Jing had personally invited down from the mountains: Zhao Xianran, Chancellor of Great Jing.
She had deceived him, and he had deceived her.
What stood between them was neither mountains and rivers nor the hatred of a conquered nation.
It was deception and lies.
He saw through everything, yet he had never seen through his Little Lihuan.
Reader Advisory:
1. Both leads remain faithful to each other.
2. The male lead has his own pain to bear.
3. A story of mutual healing.
4. There is angst, with sweetness like glass candy.
Theme: Love requires patience