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When Gong Shangjiao first met Murong Qing, he had just passed his tenth birthday. He actually didn't quite understand why a fifteen-year-old girl with good looks would be willing to marry her father as a concubine. When we saw each other again, it was Murong Qing who was standing alone in the courtyard admiring the rain, with faint tears in the corners of her eyes. Gong Shangjiao seemed to understand that she did not come to the palace gate willingly. Later, Wu Feng struck and he lost his parents and younger brother. It was she who accompanied him through the long nights. But after he became famous, he planned to leave. At that moment, he was probably crazy... Gong Shangjiao: Do you want to leave? Where to go... Young lady, the Corner Palace is mine, and you are naturally mine too. Murong Qing: All of them say that I am their salvation, but... Who is my salvation? (You may leave the palace gate in the end, please don't enter if you mind.)