Xue Zhenzhu

In the winter of the twenty-fifth year of Yongkang, fourteen-year-old Xue Zhenzhu set off from Yizhou with her nephew to join her uncle in the capital. On the way, she accidentally rescued a beautiful girl who was being teased, and picked up a little boy who was covered in bruises. The mountains are high and the roads are long, so the group walked from winter to spring. She thought the capital was the end, but later she realized that it was just the beginning of the story.