The Deer Calls in the Quiet Woods

The deer call out, eating the wild apples. The thing Lu Youyou loved most in life was the scent of mugwort, while what she hated most was trouble. Yet trouble kept coming one after another, impossible to avoid or escape. Then there was that young nobleman who was always hovering before her. “Your gown is green, my thoughts of you are deep.” Why don’t you accept this heart of mine?