Flowers Bloom Deep, Dew Dampens One's Clothes

Luo Shu said, “If Mianmian wishes, she can plant flowers year after year and brew wine day after day.”

Everyone thought she was aloof, but really, she simply liked to stay in her own world. Only Luo Shu became the unexpected presence who kept breaking through her boundaries.

“If you weren’t born into the imperial family, what kind of life would you choose?”

Tender affection welled up in his eyes, surrounding her like a great halo, making all the trials of this mortal world seem like nothing more than a nightmare.

Deep in the winding paths, among the flowers, not a trace remains.