When I opened my eyes, I became Jian Qiu in "The Legend of Zhen Huan". The draft has just ended and Zhen Huan has not yet entered the palace. With the bloody script in my hand, I couldn't hate the woman who would poison her own sister and force the prince to death in the future - she was just a mother who was deprived of her beloved son, rejected by her husband, and twisted and despairing in the cage of the palace.
"Mother, there are obstacles in the road ahead..." I reminded her vaguely again and again through medicinal meals and small talk. She believed in me like a sibling and rewarded me generously, but she turned a deaf ear to my heartfelt words. I'm not willing to give in! Trying my best to mend those regrets...
·Stop the Chungui people running towards Taiye Pond;
· Give the Yinggui people who will kill the third elder brother to him in advance as concubines in advance;
·Hold the young Si Age and whisper: "Only by yourself can you survive by studying..."
But the rules of the deep palace! I can save one person, but I can't save people's hearts. Chun'er died in a more vicious frame-up; An Lingrong betrayed me with a backhand; the queen's obsession is an abyss that cannot be filled. When her confidant publicly accused me of "betrayal", she looked at me with only a look of use and coldness - how could she still have any old feelings?
When Zhen Huan returns to the palace, the third elder brother ruins her last chance of survival with a stupid remark. Jingren Palace became the queen's tomb. When the new emperor ascended the throne, I dragged my broken body to accompany her in her old age. When the oil ran out, she held my hand tightly and showed her vulnerability for the first time: "Silly girl... You know your destiny... But you can't change your destiny..."
In front of the ancient Buddha with green lanterns, I finally realized: pity her for being pitiful, and hate her for being hateful. No matter how many things are mended, destiny is still the same as yesterday. I can sew up people's lives, but I can't sew up people's hearts, and I can't sew apart this impregnable cage of feudal imperial power.
