“What a lovely spring dream, filled with deep affection for you. In the dream, the throne remains; upon waking, all is emptiness.”
Ning Qi was a dream for Jiang Jinsheng, a fleeting joy that soon dissolved into nothing.
Since God had gifted her a boy as wonderful as a dream, she wanted to draw closer to him, little by little, one step at a time...
Theme: What young girl doesn't dream of love? Spring passes, autumn comes, and it all comes to nothing.
