Xiao Ruofu had not been in Yeting since he was a child, and he had seen many women struggling around Long Zi and Feng Sun. Some of them ask for favor, they are gentle and affectionate; some of them ask for power, pray to Buddha and ask for children, and give alms to ask for their lives. Just to live, to climb higher on the white jade steps of the Nine Layers Palace, favor, power, glory, heirs, and even life span can only be obtained from the man to whom she clings.
She was the same, she was just clinging to the man who had changed her life's destiny again since she was thirteen years old, although when he said those words lightly, he was not yet a man.
But as time went by, he finally became a man.
No matter how old he was, the light in his eyes was always fixed on her. It seemed to be different from the way other men looked at their beloved concubines and wives, but it didn't seem to be any different.
And what I can do is just don't let this gaze disappear so quickly.
That's all.
(The typical cold-hearted prince who lacks love and his atypical White Moonlight)
Reader comments
The writing skills are good, and the description of the era and class is very accurate.
It's okay but very depressing. I don't like this kind of hard life.
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Although I haven't read it all, the author's writing is worthy of five stars.
The writing skills are good, and the description of the era and class is very accurate.
It's okay but very depressing. I don't like this kind of hard life.
It's pretty good. What kind of psychological description is quite poignant.
Although I haven't read it all, the author's writing is worthy of five stars.