Dong Yue kingdom. With four side pacified the country prospers and people are living in peace. Everywhere appears to be booming.

The capital.

Inside the manor of imperial secretary Qu was unusually bustling with noise and excitement.

It is said a certain powerful figure with peerless talent was going to pay a visit.

However, the lively atmosphere didn´t extend to a certain corner in the backyard.

The wall of yard was very high. It made people feel intimidated with just one look at it. Originally, the wall wasn´t so high but as some things happened more frequently, gradually, it became higher.

At this moment a woman in green clothes stood by the wall in the backyard. She has been standing there for a long time now.

Under the long eyelashes flickered a pair of clear and clever big eyes. High pretty nose, small and exquisite lip, an aggrieved expression on the face, together combined with a physique that seemed as if it would collapse with a blow of wind…… exactly just like a living example of Lin Daiyu[1].

It has been two years. Not long nor short time. But it was enough to make people suffocate to death.

She has tried to escape for two years yet she has failed for every single time.

To think she, Qu Tang´er, generation Y[2] of 21st century – to make it sound pleasant she was learning like others to be fashionable by timetraveling.  To make it sound worse it´s just that God threw her in this without any human feelings´ god forsaken place.

Hasn´t she just followed history professor and took a trip to museum? She has heard a new buch of antiques arrived from an unknown era. And she has very carelessly gone to lie on that bed, which would make people faint with blurred vision just by looking at it. The result…… forget about it.

Maybe one day when she would have a bad mood and would want to jump into a river, commit suicide by cutting her throat, hang herself or to drink a poison, perhaps then she will have a luck of a dog ´s shit  and timetravel back.

Anyaway, today was her best opportunity to escape ——

She heard that today the backyard won´t be so tightly guarded.

She heard that today so called father of hers would be very busy. He had no time to pay attention to her.

She heard that today  eighth prince[3] who is quite liked by top-notch powerful figures  in imperial court will come.

Unfortunately, this eight prince just recently became her marriage partner bestowed to her by an imperial decree.

Qu Tang´er anxiously gazed at a high wall. In her eyes flashed a hint of grievance. Her fingers tightly entangled together as if struggling for something.

Afterwards, she bit her delicate lip. Determination flared inside her beautiful eyes, „What´s there to be afraid of? If I failed to escape, at worst I will let that old woman Qu use jia fa[4] again. Lying for ten to half a month is enough to restore!“

In the next moment, once more confirming there was really no one nearby, she bended her waist, reached out her hands and quickly pulled slightly up the hem of her skirt. Then she made in high speed a knot, went toward the little rockery that was aside to climb up. Later on, she waited for an opportunity to step on a branch of small tree, that was almost on the verge of collapsing.

At last……

As she climbed to the edge of wall, just when she wanted to jump down, the high made her heart fill with fright.

Because she came upon fleeing opportunity by coincidence, beside taking few paper money she had nothing else.

At this time, she began to hate herself for why she didn´t have rope or ladder or something. (In fact, these, due to high frequency of previous fleeing, were being every day tightly guarded by maids. Even if she wanted to get them she wasn´t able to.)

But if she didn´t escape now, her heart would be reluctant.

If she jumped, she would die very ugly.

If she didn´t jump, her fate would be even worse.

Huh? There´s someone outside in the alley.

Looking at that person, there was a moment Qu Tang´er was distracted. Although she didn´t see clearly the face but she was already able to sense beauty and elegance of that person. A white brocade long gown wrapped that green-jade cedar pine like perfect body. He softly rocked folding fan and leisurely strolled over. He resembled misty white cloud above a green hill. Under the dim light of night quietly emanating water…….

But very quickly Qu Tang´er disapprovingly pouted her little mouth.

Nnd[5], this fellow is presumably also a material for playing b[6].

[1] female character in The Dream of Red Mansions, cousin and thwarted lover of Jia Baoyu

[2] the generation born from the early 1980s to the early 2000s

[3] actually he is Wang Ye only here in translation I used prince

[4]家法 domestic discipline

[5]nnd – abbreviation to a foul word

[6] playing b (装b) refers to a human behaviour: act of self-satisfaction, which goal is to attain self-love by hypocrisy or even deceiving others about one´s real nature, showing others qualities that one actually lack and didn´t possess