When she was seven or eight, her mother once told her: Every relationship comes to an end someday. You must allow relationships to end, allow others to be themselves, and allow yourself to be yourself. Fang Yule wholeheartedly agreed, and kept putting the idea into practice and finding new ways to understand it.
So when she left Luozhou and returned to the capital, she wasn't sad at all. She was eager to see what awaited her. After all, though the men in this world were all flawed, fickle and cold, there were still countless of them. They liked beautiful women, so she liked their youthful spirit, handsome looks, exceptional talent, moonlike bearing, immortal beauty, and all sorts of other wonderful qualities.
And the capital was indeed nothing like Luozhou. There was a Meng Jiu'an every step of the way, a Shen Zhaoyue every ten steps, and a Mu Yinan every hundred. They dazzled her, leaving her unsure whom to choose. Fang Yule thought that since they had all chosen to appear before her, it must be fate, and she naturally couldn't let any of them down. So first came Meng Jiu'an, then Shen Zhaoyue, then Mu Yinan. Today it was Brother Jiu'an, tomorrow it was Brother Zhaoyue, and the day after, Lord Yinan. Night after night, one person after another. She was having the time of her life.
That was until her childhood sweetheart from Luozhou came to the capital. With all four of them gathered together, Fang Yule saw the anger in their eyes and suddenly realized she might have taken things too far...
Deng Shian: My dear, you said you'd wait for me in the capital. How could you go back on your word? (He cries as he draws his sword.)
Meng Jiu'an: You heartless little thing! After all we've done together, are you really going to deny it?
Shen Zhaoyue: My dear, I wasn't good enough. I wasn't worthy of you. But do you really not want me anymore?
Mu Yinan: Kill them! Kill them all!
Fang Yule: Hehe, you guys talk it out. I'm leaving.
She didn't know that once she'd captured their hearts, there would be no escape.