Spring in Western Tang

[Over-the-top version] Xi Jiangyue, a talented young woman from a noble family, travels the land to find out who killed her mother seven years ago. With her own strength, she turns the tide in the worlds of business, warfare, and politics, while searching for true love. [Poetic version] Jixia rises, and a bloody storm begins. A hundred miles of slaughter, lonely ghosts wailing in the desert. Beacon fires roll on, shaking the heavens with their cries. Glory dances at dusk, yet separation is inevitable. Seven years later, she returns to her home. A bond between yin and yang cannot keep her from leaving. The Three Pure Ones look down from on high, now free of worry. They wait only for the heart of their beloved, to settle old scores with wild abandon. [Comedic version] On their wedding night, Xi Jiangyue looked at the man before her and said coolly, “Outsiders say that Young Master Su prefers men, and especially likes to take the submissive role.” Su Muzhe laughed instead of getting angry and retorted, “As long as I have a soft and lovely wife like you in my arms, I enjoy being on top or on the bottom.” One day, their little dumpling asked, “Mother, what did you mean when you said Father was above the mundane world?” “I meant he doesn’t eat food,” Xi Jiangyue replied serenely, looking perfectly at ease.