Zhao Zhenzhu had not been having an easy time these past few years.
The reason was that her aunt had introduced nearly a hundred men to her in succession, urging her every few days to get to know them better.
Her aunt said over the Shunfeng Ear, "You're always appearing and disappearing like some elusive dragon. Those fine young men do want to make your acquaintance, but you shut every last one of them out. I've already screened them for you. They're all men from clean family backgrounds, with fine, respectable looks..."
"Ah Zhen, you're already two hundred years old. You're not young anymore. When I was your age, I had already married and divorced three husbands. Your father is far away at the border. If I don't look after you, who will?"
"In any case, you have to get to know someone before you know whether you like him."
Zhao Zhenzhu said, "I have no interest in that area, Aunt."
"You wretched girl!"
Her aunt snapped, "Then do you like women? But I've never seen you bring a woman home either, have I?"
"...No."
Zhao Zhenzhu's head ached. "Aunt, you know me. My interests lie in strange tales beyond the heavens, wondrous affairs of the world... I'm busy with a mission. We'll talk later."
With that, she shut off the Shunfeng Ear.
Zhao Zhenzhu was not lying.
Her superior, Deputy Commander Jiang Cen, had ordered her to follow a Descending God and record the god's every move, who she came into contact with, what she said, in as much detail as possible.
This god was the "Moon God" of the [Heavenly Court], whose worldly name was Song Shiyi.
The Heavenly Court's Moon God was a renowned name in the files of the Imperial Guard Department.
The previous Heavenly Court