Library

Across the soft leather satchel, she pinched the thin, hard-cover notebook inside again, feeling a sense of sadness in her heart for no reason. For this hard, thin notebook, she had swallowed so much nagging from her mother over the years, and endured so many complicated looks! Now, it is finally held in her hand obediently. She can squeeze it as much as she wants, pat it as much as she wants, and put it wherever she wants! Xiao Han thought about it for a while, breathed a long sigh of relief, and looked up at the sky. The autumn sky was so high that even his dreams could not touch it. Occasionally, two leisurely white clouds floated over the blue background of the tiles, and they were stepped on by unknown gods - making themselves look as small as ants. A habitual feeling of humiliation made Xiao Han retract her gaze and lower her head to look at her toes. The colorful tile road extended from her toes, moving forward with no end in sight.

Jin Ribei, an important official in the court of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the ancestor of the Cong family and the Jin family. He was once a prince of the Huns, but unfortunately became a slave of the Han Dynasty. The childhood sweetheart turned into an enemy who killed his father and exterminated his family. The political situation is turbulent, where will their fate go?