Xie Sixian loved the man seated on the imperial throne with all her heart, but only at the very end did she learn, to her despair, that she was nothing but a substitute.
Only then did Xie Sixian understand that no matter what she did, and no matter how well the man treated her, from beginning to end he had only wanted her face, which looked so much like the woman he had always cherished.
“Xiao Lang, is there really no place for Xuanxuan in your heart?” Xie Sixian asked through her tears.
Xiao Jinse glanced at her. “Perhaps there is.”
Having given up all hope, Xie Sixian eventually took poison and fell into eternal sleep.
Later, Xiao Jinse knelt before the Buddha and prayed. He asked for nothing, only that in his next life he might be with one person, faithfully, for all eternity.
