I loved the star-crossed / class-crossed lovers trope here--it helps that Yue-ying and Bai Huang are both funny, realistically flawed characters--and even though I could've done without 50-100 pages of some of the angst and murdery events, I really enjoyed watching their relationship blossom. (Gotta love Bai Huang's devotion and Yue-ying's insistence on calling him out on his crap.)  The ending is way too neat, though, and Bai Huang didn't have to give up enough.