At the Lingqi Inn in Zhaohua Town, the beautiful-as-a-flower proprietress spends her days neglecting business and wandering the brothels with a wine flask in hand. The dashing, white-robed chef sometimes gets in a bad mood and adds a mild poison to the food. The origins of the young waiter are a mystery, so for now, let’s call him Xiao Hei. He’s handsome, but hopeless at his job: every day, he stands by the door with an icy expression, pretending to be the Black Impermanence. The little servant girl busies herself pouring tea and tending flowers, and before she knows it, she’s fallen for the handsome young man right under her nose.
Snow peonies, Mount Lemi. Love and hate run deep, life stretches on.
Xiao Hei, do you know? A little flower has long since bloomed in A Ruo’s heart for you.
