Han Qiu had transmigrated to the Great Tang. When she was young, she had adopted someone else’s sister. Recently, she had written a letter saying that she was going home.
This year, the locust plague was rampant, and refugees were everywhere. Everyone used the excuse that Li Shimin had been punished by the heavens and asked to marry the Princess of Changle.
When Chang Le secretly escaped from the palace and broke into Han Qiu’s house, he thought that his sister had returned home.
"You haven’t eaten yet, have you? Come, eat a plate of fried locusts first."
Han Qiu’s first sentence stunned Chang Le.
Ever since then, this mysterious brother had been showing his extraordinary side.
Magical medical skills, mechanical beasts that surpassed Turkic horses, and a cannon that sent Jie Li Khan flying.
Until one day, Han Qiu felt that she was not young anymore and that it was time for her to marry a wife.
His fairy sister suddenly said,"Brother, I don’t want to be your sister anymore. I want to be your wife.”