My mother said girls were raised to serve other people. She watched me marry into the marshal's household as a concubine twice, and even when I was left battered and broken, she remained unmoved.
Si Jingcheng said, “Shen Qinghuan, I will love only you in this life.” Yet he still married his childhood sweetheart, whose family was a suitable match. He also said, “Shen Qinghuan, you have to believe me. I will protect you and our child and keep you safe for the rest of your lives.” But I lost my child twice.
Bai Qiuya said, “Shen Qinghuan, I lost the wager. I'll withdraw willingly. We've been through all kinds of hardships together, and we've faced life and death side by side, so I'll accept you as my sister.” But she still married into the marshal's household, harmed my child, and killed my family.
Mu Xinghe said, “Shen Qinghuan, if we can't be lovers, then let's be lifelong friends.” But in the blink of an eye, my friend traded me for the safety of everyone in his stronghold.
In this age of the powerful and privileged, I was already insignificant and lowly. Yet I yearned for family, friendship, and love. In the end, I couldn't hold on to what I believed in, and I couldn't protect what I had.
This is my first time writing, and it's a tragedy. Please be understanding if there are any flaws.
