The Frail Gege Meets Her Devoted Husband

As the plane passed through the clouds, Ye Wanwan fell asleep. A dream surged in like a tide, carrying her into the Forbidden City three hundred years in the past. She became the most enigmatic imperial daughter of the Kangxi era: a faint shadow left behind by an emperor in a drunken haze, bearing a noble title but trapped in a frail body that could be toppled by the wind. Then one day, in the fading light of the capital, she encountered a man who had deliberately fallen in front of her sedan chair, pretending to be the victim of an accident. His name was Zhu Yibo, and in his eyes smoldered the spark of rebellion against the Qing and a desire to restore the Ming. She saw through his disguise, and he saw through her loneliness. A battle of wits that began with scheming quietly blossomed into affection amid suspicion and testing. He was both her calamity and her cure; she was the unpredictable variable in his game, and the reason he willingly bowed to her and doted on her. Yet unbeknownst to them, the imperial flower of the Forbidden City also sheltered the soul of a thousand-year-old red fox. An oath from a past life and dangers in this one came rushing toward them. Together, they braved schemes and fate as sharp as blades, seeking nothing more than to continue what they had begun. The plane jolted in a pocket of turbulence. Ye Wanwan suddenly opened her eyes. The cabin lights glowed softly. Almost without thinking, she looked toward the seat beside her and met the gaze of a man who had just looked up. Those deep-set eyes, that faintly familiar curve at the corner of his lips... At high altitude, her heart missed a beat. It was as if the wind from her dream had blown into the present.