Prime Minister's Concubine

She originally set her heart towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. Ten years of falling in love could not buy him a moment of loving her. It turns out that if you don't love, you don't love, and it will be in vain to continue our relationship for several lifetimes. Before she died, his voice echoed faintly in her ears, Li'er, can you brew me some pear blossom wine next spring? A tear slipped down, and she said "Okay" with her last strength. The day she died was the Mid-Autumn Festival. He was sitting under the long steps of Weiyang Palace and suddenly recalled that Mid-Autumn Festival. She was like a graceful fairy descending from the sky with blurred eyes. She called him Jingye and spoke softly, with the faint fragrance of pear blossoms...