Phoenix Blood Weeps

I love him, and I'm sure he must love me too. When he saw me, although I didn't know much about the world, I could read the way he looked at me, which contained tenderness like water and desire like fire. This look was no different from when Prince Gong looked at me. Unfortunately, we were destined to be different. But if I had accepted Prince Gong without hesitation, could I have been a happy little daughter-in-law forever, instead of now, although I am in a lower position, I am wasting my gorgeous years in the cold palace, burdened with some kind of premeditation, enduring the night after night of my husband and my sister, and struggling in extremely distorted emotions. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.