I am the crown princess, but the crown prince doesn't love me.
He married me only because I was the daughter of a powerful general and could help him ascend the throne.
For ten years, I watched him entertain one woman after another, from secondary consorts to songstresses. Every one of them seemed to be the moonlight in his heart.
I hid my talents, managed the Eastern Palace for him, soothed the families of court officials, and even took a blade for him when he was attacked.
At last, he donned the imperial robes, but made someone else empress.
The new emperor said, “Your father is so powerful he threatens the throne. I can't trust you in the harem.”
I smiled, moved into the Cold Palace, locked the doors, and poured oil throughout the halls.
As the flames soared, I heard him scream my name like a madman.
But what can I do, Your Majesty? My love for you burned to ashes long ago.
There is not a single word of bitterness in the whole text. But the sadness and tragedy run through the whole text. The word count is small and there is no unnecessary plot added to make up the word count. Tears the whole time. Very well written
The story is sad and good-looking, worth recommending and giving five-star praise and support!
Very good article, it makes us know how to cherish each other when we meet.