Leisurely Sitting with Her, Counting Fireflies

A rebel at heart, yet endlessly fussy on the inside × a sharp-tongued, clean-freak, proud and teasing siren A discarded princess × a powerful minister / grumpy × sharp-minded, a sea of hatred and love! 1, Mi Qingchi first saw Song Qu by a deep pool beneath a waterfall bathed in moonlight. Her back was like cold jade, a streak of ink winding from her nape down to her left ribs—a contrast so striking it was breathtakingly beautiful. When she turned her gaze back, her dark pupils were filled with an aloofness untouched by joy or sorrow. Yet on an autumn night when fireflies faded into silence, the imperial city burned with the faint, elusive scent of water sandalwood. Deep in the hidden ...