I held her hand and made an oath to her.
Promise that when we have a prince, he will inherit this thousands of miles of land. But later, I personally put the jade seal into someone else's palm. In order to stabilize the country, another concubine was appointed as his queen just two years after her death.
I looked at the Baiguan Mountain below and shouted long live, and suddenly I remembered how hard she held my sleeve before she died. At that time, she was speechless and could only trace my face repeatedly with her eyes, as if she wanted to carve this face into reincarnation.
When she returned from her dream at midnight, she stood deep in the plum blossoms and just looked at me quietly, watching how I turned the original oath into a few words in the history books of "acting expediently to consolidate the foundation of the country."
