A young king and a beautiful lady sit with their feet intertwined. The lady, flipping through the pages with slender white fingers, reads the text in a captivating voice.
Listen. Harmony is the response of one to another, resonating with each other. As the body and mind mature, sailing on a boat of joy, how can one not be intoxicated?
For a hundred winter nights, the lady reads to the king. At the edge of suspense, they are swept away in an instant. They embrace and blend into each other.
Until the hidden secrets burst forth, awakening everything, the king and the lady exist merely within a dream.
ร้อยคืนหนาวของข้ากับฝ่าบาท, 왕과의 야행, Chuyến Đi Đêm Cùng Nhà Vua