In the spring of the sixteenth year of the Mingzhen era, the young lord of Xiandu was to marry the Crown Princess. Rain fell along the way, beating against the plantain leaves.
Passing a ruined temple, their procession was halted by the road, where they encountered a beggar.
Her face was unrecognizable, and she was completely blind. Catching only a dim blur of light, she fell to her knees and crawled forward, crying out as if her heart were bleeding: "The Crown Princess in the sedan isn't the real Zhao Qi. I am. I... am."
The servants stared in stunned silence at the handsome, dashing lord on horseback.
The lord wore red, his smiling eyes and brows as gentle as snow on a mountain. A hand reached out from the sedan behind him, and its occupant looked at the beggar. It was the Crown Princess's mother, accompanying her daughter to the wedding.
She looked closely at the beggar, frowned for a moment, then shook her head.
The beggar's eyes immediately dimmed. She struggled wildly, trying to break free of the hands restraining her shoulders.
"Where are you?" That voice sounded by her ear again, though no one but Zhao Qi could hear it.
"Mother, I heard it again!" she cried in despair.
The hand reaching from the sedan paused noticeably, but then withdrew.
The rain did not stop, and neither did the wedding procession. They moved on, and the hands holding her shoulders naturally went with them. Everything faded into the white mist in the distance.
Zhao Qi dragged her exhausted body beneath a plantain leaf. The rain fell so heavily that it couldn't shield her, and drops still pelted the earth.
"Where are you?"
Zhao Qi wept without end. Ever since she was little, her mother had warned her: A Qi, that is a mysterious being who must never be spoken of. Don't answer him, don't answer him. The moment you do, he will find where you are.
And what if he did? As the Princess of Fengdu, she had lost her face and her identity on the eve of her wedding. Now her mother knew who she really was, yet still helped conceal the truth for the person in the sedan.
And the young lord, her childhood sweetheart and betrothed, was about to marry someone else.
"Zhao Qi, where are you?"
Zhao Qi clung to her last breath. Rain and tears soaked her cheeks.
"Here... I'm here." Her breath was no more than a thread.
In an instant, raindrops beneath the sunlight froze in midair, dazzling as golden beads.
The voice sighed tenderly:
"I've found you."
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There is a god on Xishan Mountain. The god is heartless, but a mortal woman loves him. The god falls to the mortal realm for love.
For love, the god searches for a secret art among the old, verdant mountains, and gives birth to the lover who died long ago.
The god falls to the mortal realm.
Theme: Never give up, even in despair
There is blood because the male protagonist gave birth to the female protagonist, right?
Damn, your copywriting is so cool. I hope your writing can also be cool.
I like this setting, but I don't really understand it, so do they just keep looping like this?
This scene looks like the Japanese movie called The Fox Marries [Glasses]
If not, this heroine would be too miserable, right?
I was a bit confused when I read it, but I really like the settings of the male and female protagonists, but the author has so few updates. It's so painful for me to follow the series before the relationship between the male and female protagonists has even started.
I don't understand it, but it's really beautiful 😭
Hmm, I feel dizzy, but it looks good, thank you very much 🐰
Madam, we can he
I'm a little confused by it, but it looks good! I really want to update it soon! (✧◡✧)