The Palace Wall Imprisons the Moon

The night they first met, he looked across the Nine Layers Palace, with stars falling in his eyes. I clutched the dagger in my sleeve tightly and pretended to accidentally spill the wine on the hem of his dragon-patterned clothes. When his fingertips touched, his eyelashes trembled: "Princess, you can't win this game." Later, I knelt on the snowy night and begged him to take me away, but I heard the concubine at the door laughing and asking: "Why does the prince always look in the direction of the palace wall?" He replied: "I'm looking at... A bird that doesn't understand the current affairs."