[Dashing Youth] Snatching Ye Dingzhi

I'm revising the blurb. This novel has the feel of spring, the osmanthus of autumn, and young men galloping on horseback. What if Su Muyu had a long-lost younger sister named Su Chang'an? What if someone had joined Ye Dingzhi when he first sought revenge? What if, instead of being drunk on the east wind, a year of osmanthus blossoms and a year of wine had left someone drunk on the autumn wind... Could the ending have changed too? This time, the heroine is Su Chang'an. Unlike Murong Chuxia, who sees the big picture and plans before she acts, Su Chang'an enters the jianghu and learns about other people's schemes as she goes, getting caught up in them and thoroughly enjoying her part in the drama. Clad in white, I ride through the nine skies. My light boat sails far away beneath endless clouds. I ride beneath the osmanthus and invite you to drink. Who tosses coins at the edge of the world? When Su Chang'an transmigrates at the border of Nan Jue, she meets Ye Dingzhi by the river. But at that time, Ye Dingzhi is still called Ye Xiaofan. In this vast jianghu, where should they go? Su Chang'an wants to find her long-lost brother, Su Muyu, see the world's sights, and save the man before her from the fate that awaits him. But she knows that a story already heading toward its ending needs to be changed bit by bit. Su Chang'an pesters Ye Dingzhi into taking her to the nearest large city. Later, she pays him to escort her to the Southwest Circuit. Su Chang'an finds Su Muyu there, while Ye Dingzhi meets Baili Dongjun. From there, they travel from Qiandong City to Tianqi City, entering and leaving Tianqi City twice. Su Chang'an makes her plans, and Ye Dingzhi reveals his true identity of his own accord. From then on, the winds never cease. A story that begins answering its questions early gathers the strength to withstand the storms to come. That day, Su Chang'an has already cleared General Ye Yu's name and proven his innocence. The court is at fault, and Prince Qing has fallen from power, but she is trapped in Tianqi City. Defying the objections of his master Yusheng Mo's subordinates, Ye Dingzhi travels all the way from Nan Jue to spring the deadly trap laid out for him. Su Chang'an is pinned down on the execution platform. Ye Dingzhi rides in, clad in white, covered in dust from the road. He rides hard, cracking his whip all the way. The snow is trampled into mud, only for fresh snow to pile on top of it. The gloomy city of Tianqi is nothing like the place Ye Dingzhi remembers from when he left after causing a great uproar. People fill the streets to block his way, but he cuts through them with his sword. Friends arrive from every direction to help. Prince Jingyu raises his hand and tosses out the token marked "Execute." The token hits the ground. Just then, a thunderous roar finally rings out from beyond the execution ground. "Stop!" The roar sends snow flying in every direction. The graceful figure in white leaps like an arrow from a bow onto the execution ground, lightly dusted with snow. Both sleeves flare wide, turning into sharp blades. Ye Dingzhi moves faster than the sound. The executioner on the platform, the great blade falling from his hands, a couple of guards, and the thin layer of snow are all swept off the platform by the force crashing down from Ye Dingzhi. Ye Dingzhi holds Su Chang'an tight, already prepared to live or die by her side. Together, they stand on the execution platform and look up as they argue with the lofty Emperor Tai'an. This book can be divided into two parts. The first can end with them vanishing into the jianghu. The second follows the struggle among heroes for supremacy. It will unfold at an unhurried pace, telling the full story, and will be quite long. The ending will probably be something like: "I don't want to be asked three times and refuse three times. I want the whole realm to crown me king!" Theme: Is practicing your sword every day better than clinging to someone else's life-saving kindness? Does being beautiful mean you can do whatever you want? If you're trapped yourself, don't drag into the muck someone who should be free among the clouds.