It's Guo Chun.
The time was just about right, she came out for a breath of fresh air, and then she needed to change clothes to prepare for the performance.
By pure chance, she saw this scene.
The young man raised his hand gently, brushing off the snowflakes from his fiancée's head.
Amidst the swirling snow, the two exchanged smiles, as if destined to meet in this lifetime.
The woman called Li Zishu smiled so brilliantly and brightly, like the rising sun, capable of dispelling all darkness.
She stood shoulder to shoulder with the man, calm and unperturbed, without a trace of inferiority.
He was once her sun.
She could only look up to him, longing for his warmth, yet not daring to get too close.
Afraid she would turn to ashes and disappear.
Afraid that getting too close would reveal it all to be just an illusion.
So cautious, fearing that even if she married him, as the daughter of a concubine, she wouldn't be able to control the household.
