My name is Yi Jianan, I am the beloved head of Yongning County and the emperor's noble concubine.
In the winter when I was eight years old, I was called into the palace and raised by the late Queen Mother.
In the spring of the year I was twelve years old, in the class of the old master whom I hated most, I met my sweetheart Huaichuan, who is also the current saint.
I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. His unintentional glance caused countless complex and subtle emotions to stir up in my heart when I was young at the time.
When I was sixteen, I became his concubine.
When I was twenty-five years old, I begged the emperor to let me leave the palace. From then on, there was no more concubine in the palace, and my former sweetheart Huaichuan was lost to Canaan forever.
Later, when I traveled around the world, those small streams and streams that I had dreamed of in the palace never moved me again. I walked through the green forests and green trees, and never stopped. I think maybe it was because I was used to seeing the vast rivers and seas and experiencing the various customs of Wushan, so I did not have the warm surprise and desire to explore this world that I had originally.
After all, the lights at dusk are gone and the old friend song ends.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
