Su Xi had wanted for nothing since childhood—clothed and fed without worry, gifted in her studies, the very model of a perfect girl admired by all.
Lu Huan, on the other hand, had drifted through a life of hardship, surviving by the skin of his teeth. Before he became an emperor, he was a boy who endured humiliation and cruelty.
One day, Su Xi downloaded a romance simulation game app and discovered that the in-game character had deep black eyes, gloomy yet beautiful—exactly her type. Overjoyed, she immediately entered “raising-my-cub mode.”
“Why isn’t there a brazier in his little house? Do I have to top-up money to buy him one?”
“He looks so good in snow-white clothes, aaaa—buy, buy, buy!”
“Why does he have footprints on him every time he steps outside? Is that a side quest? Should I deal with the people bullying him?!”
Su Xi played the nurturing game with great enthusiasm.
Meanwhile, Lu Huan, who had grown up amid mud and blood, had always thought living simply meant enduring one more day, then another.
Until, with complicated feelings, he began to notice——
Warm coals had been secretly placed in his cold little room.
His tattered, hole-ridden clothes had quietly been replaced with new ones.
Those young noble sons who mocked and tormented him had been beaten so badly they didn’t dare leave their homes.
On his long, lonely road, there suddenly appeared a merciful Bodhisattva who had come to save him.
