Born into a lineage of imperial prominence—her grandfather served as the emperor's most esteemed mentor whose influence touched disciples across the realm, her mother embodied poetic mastery as the dynasty's most accomplished woman, and her father ascended from obscurity to the position of Minister of Personnel—Li Mingwei stood as the capital's most celebrated noblewoman. A disastrous marriage shattered her illusions about society's true nature. Fleeing the capital's endless intrigues and superficial pursuits, she retreated to her ancestral countryside residence, choosing a simpler, more genuine path. By the blue stone road, he waited with unwavering devotion, umbrella in hand. As he extended his arm toward her with quiet resolve, he spoke with tender certainty: "Weiwei, let's go home."