
When the bell chimed, his soul transmigrated to Xiling. Tang Feng, a corporate slave battered by society, was trapped by the bell and crossed over to a fictional dynasty. He thought he would enjoy a peaceful life, yet he never expected to already be deeply entangled in a quagmire.
At Lishan Academy, he experienced first love and met the significant other of his life. However, he never imagined that shadows of crisis lurked close by, with raging currents all around. Once drawn into the situation, there would be no escaping it.
He was plagued by illness yet walked on thin ice, treading carefully with every step. By the time he returned, the entire Xiling was already in turmoil, fraught with hidden dangers.
This time, Zhou Ziliang wasn't riding a red-brown horse, nor was Tang Feng sitting in an eight-bearer sedan chair. This time, they only had each other before their eyes. Tang Feng watched Zhou Ziliang reach out to him.
He clenched his clothes, then slowly released them, and gently placed his hand in Zhou Ziliang's, holding tightly. He had waited for this moment for too long. He knew that once their hands were joined, it would signify a lifetime.
"Xiao Feng, what did you just say?"
"I said, I made a wish for my next life: to live together with you, my lord, for all of it."
A note from the new author: please proceed with caution! The writing style is genuinely confusing. The content tags include: Fated Encounter, Sweet Story, Ancient Fantasy, Drama.