"A noble lady from an aristocratic family who shows off salted fish x a fishing beauty who looks like a flower on the mountain"
Fuyu, you should have been my husband.
Pei Huai was not a body lingering on a sick bed, nor was he cold and dignified like the flower of the high mountains in those storybooks. He was particularly delicate when he was alone in front of her.
I am full of sadness, don't you know it at all?
Jiang Shu, you are not a rebellious minister, you are a wise king chosen by fate.
Intention: Destiny is in your own hands.