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Green bamboos swayed on the slope, and the stream murmured slowly down the slope. The man in white in the octagonal pavilion at the foot of the mountain looked back at dusk, and saw a slim and pretty girl by the stream holding the maid's hand and looking at him from a distance. Wearing pink pearl earrings, her palm-sized face is delicate and soft, she is wearing a lotus silk coat and a moon-white threaded skirt. She has graceful curves. She is a rare beauty. From a distance, she looks like a fairy from nine heavens away. She is as beautiful as pearls and jade, as light as smoke. He couldn't help but smile, as beautiful as a flash in the pan. "You're here!" This is a short, romantic story about a family.

She was the eldest daughter who lost her mother and had a miserable life, but she didn't expect that her stepmother had already paved the way for her. He was an abandoned son of the royal family, a man of literary and military skills, but no one dared to marry him. Such two people are bound together by an imperial edict granting marriage...