The Tang Dynasty - where rivers shimmered like silks, the wind carried the scent of plum blossoms through the palace gate - like a painting came to life...
Beneath the endless sky, where everyone still believed in love, fate, luck...
Emperor hui, not yet worn the weight of the crown then -- was just a little boy who only knew laughter, luxury, love -- laughed as he chased another boy , trying to catch him... Those small giggles and laughter echoed through the palace garden drawing some of the workers and servents attention who smiled at the sight before them..
"I caught you, xianxua!", said hui with a smile lying on top of the boy holding him down.
"Majesty, you won...", groaned xianxua, the general's son, who is struggling under hui and eventually sat up straight and they both looked at eachother then at their robes before bursting into laughter after witnessing how dirty their robes are from playing.
"Don't call me majesty, I'm your friend", said hui with a small smile as he tugged at xianxua's sleeve.
Xianxua looked at hui innocently, eyes filled with love and devotion he quite can't understand yet as he said "majesty, father taught me that I should protect you".
Xianxua hugged Hui tightly, it was friendly...maybe now..
In a world where there are still political conflicts, prejudice and status levels exists...who knows? What awaited for these two innocent souls that never knew the challenges ahead for them...souls that never knew they are meant to be...