One sentence synopsis: She is a queen, but she has kept her emotions deep inside her whole life. She only dares to whisper the name she shouldn't pronounce when no one is around.
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Introduction text:
When Du Miaoyin entered Beijing at the age of nine, she met Xiao Qinglan for the first time.
The future second prince's concubine stood under the magnolia tree, looking cold and picturesque. When her eyes touched her, there seemed to be a slight ripple, then fell silent again.
Xiao Qinglan knew that she shouldn't look into those eyes.
Too bright, too vivid, like the scorching sun, it would melt her already frozen heart. She was the imperial concubine appointed by the emperor. From the moment she was born, her destiny was written into the imperial edict—dignified, virtuous, and impeccable.
But why is it her?
Why was it Du Miaoyin who came from the border and smiled without any haze?
The second prince Li Yu also saw Du Miaoyin.
Among the well-behaved ladies in the garden, she is like a fledgling that strayed into the palace, clumsy but lively. He wanted to protect this fresh life, but he didn't know that his approach was dragging the three of them into an irreversible entanglement.
