A Longing for Mountains and Rivers

“Why does Miss Song act so cold and indifferent toward me, and me alone?” In the middle of the night, a certain man gazed at the moon and wondered aloud.

“My lord, you and Miss Song are sworn enemies.”

“Hah, sworn enemies? What a joke. Miss Song and I are a match made in heaven!”

“You’re absolutely right, my lord. How wise you are!”

Only then was Shen satisfied, lifting his phoenix eyes with a smug look. How could he and Miss Song be sworn enemies? What a joke!

A marriage contract, a game of wits among four kingdoms, and a lament for all that has been lost!