Wen Qingzhi only wanted to sleep.
At the height of their passion, even someone as cold as Wang Xiushi found this little rabbit utterly adorable. She would hop into his arms without a thought and accidentally kick him right in the heart.
Wang Xiushi could only smile helplessly. Even when she made him furious, he was still willing to feed her all sorts of delicious things, as long as they were within his means.
Wen Qingzhi thought this was what a happy life looked like: no responsibility, just true joy.
It didn't last long.
She left to roam the world, only to discover that he had held things back from her too.
Wang Xiushi wanted to die.
In the end, utterly disappointed, he finally realized that his Wenwen had no heart.
If the laws of Great Qin allowed it, he would keep this woman hidden away in a golden house, imprisoning her in the name of love and making her truly his.
But he was young, accomplished, and proud. One fall to rock bottom was enough to change him completely. He had wronged Wenwen in matters of the heart, but he could not let go of anything else, and he would never agree to do so.
On the eve of the Qiqiao Festival, the young emperor who had unified the Three Kingdoms with an iron fist stood beneath an umbrella atop a crumbling wall.
His handsome face was still perfectly composed, but the hand gripping the umbrella handle had bulging veins.
He could only watch, his eyes bloodshot, as her lovely figure passed through the palace gates.
Wang Xiushi was in such agony he wanted to jump down.
If Wen Qingzhi turned back, he would make sure to tell her these three words:
"I'm dead."
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A silly beauty, gorgeous, strong, tragic, and emotionally closed-off like an Aquarius.
A career-driven Scorpio, conquering the world, conquering the world, conquering the world, and getting steamy.
Theme: Amidst the mortal world, the one who comes is an immortal.
