Zhu Yangai: Holding Hands with King Xian to Farm

Mingyue Tower in the east of Yuanchuan City, the old capital of the Western Qin Kingdom Inside the high-stepped gate with curved herringbone arches, there is a promenade and water pavilion surrounded by willow trees. In a single three-story pavilion, there is a woman who is about fourteen years old lying on a canopy bed. She is sleeping with her eyebrows furrowed tightly. "Xiyue! Xiyue, you can't die!" A short flaming arrow flew from the sky and pierced the woman's chest. A noble gentleman in white clothes held the woman and wailed anxiously. "Your Highness! Xiyue will never let anyone hurt you!" Meng Xiyue saw in her dream a stunning woman in ancient costume who claimed to have the same name as herself. The woman's voice...