The capital's cherished daughter and virtuous son-in-law × the lone falcon of the barren frontier, the Prince Who Guards the Border
On the sixty-ninth day of being surrounded during the fierce battle at Biye, Mu Jinduo, the disgraced heir to the throne, was nearly out of provisions, and half his military supplies had been destroyed.
Cast aside as a sacrificial pawn, he led his last three hundred soldiers. One step back meant a sea of corpses.
As blood reddened his eyes, dust rose from hooves on the horizon, and suddenly, the war horns of his homeland sounded.
Seated atop a dark steed, his childhood sweetheart, Jiang Zhun, lifted her veiled hat, looking bold and unyielding.
She held a golden bow in one hand, and a flaming arrow flew toward the enemy banner. Shouting into the wind, she declared:
"Whoever dares touch my husband, Jiang Zhun, will end up just like this banner!"
Beneath the dusty sky and the fading sun, an endless army and heaps of supplies stretched out behind her.
It was the 713th day of the cold war between Mu Jinduo and Jiang Zhun, who were on the verge of a divorce.
He lowered the dagger he had been about to use to take his own life, and caught the green halberd Jiang Zhun tossed to him.
Just as he had seven years ago at the marriage selection banquet,
when Mu Jinduo caught Jiang Zhun as she deliberately fell from her horse without missing a beat.
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A summary of their lives:
Jiang Zhun: I have power in my hands, and a beauty at my side.
Mu Jinduo: I was too young to appreciate the joys of living off my wife. From now on, I'll just be a happy freeloader.
[Blurb written on 2024.11.14]
P.S.:
1. The Flower-Planting series is guaranteed sweet, so rest assured.
Theme: I spent half my life searching for a city, and my whole life loving just one person.
