I am the last princess of the old dynasty, and I am tasked with restoring the country and assassinating the new monarch Jin.
The moment the dagger pierced his back, I touched the familiar dynasty totem under the armor.
"You keep the rebel symbol?" I withdrew my blood-stained hand tremblingly.
He turned around and smiled bitterly: "This is the emblem of my mother, the chief scientist of your dynasty."
During the days of imprisonment, Jhin came to read engineering drawings for me every night.
When the water purification plant gushed out clear springs under my design, the rebel army captured the palace.
"Come on!" I put the seed bank password into his hand, "This is the last fire of the old civilization."
Ten years later, in the wilderness of Shuangri Lingkong, he found me repairing a seeder.
"Engineer Ying," he unfolded the yellowed drawings in the wind and sand, "the second phase of the water purification plant needs your signature."
I touched the familiar handwriting in the lower right corner of the drawing: "Did you know my name earlier?"
He smiled and pointed to the wheat waves in the distance: "Every wheat ear knows that the princess bent down for them."
Concept: The glimmer of humanity exudes warmth through the cracks of the rivets