On the day she was carried into the cold palace, she had a dead plum hidden in her sleeve.
The eunuch laughed at her bad luck. She only lowered her eyes: "Only when the dead branches come into spring can they bloom again."
The young emperor in the corridor suddenly stopped.
Ten years later, the little girl who blocked his arrows said the same thing before she died.
——He thought he would never see her again.
So he left her in the cold palace, "passing by" every day.
Watching her posting books, planting flowers, and repairing the late empress's relics; listening to her singing the Beiyan Requiem cured her of ten-year-old night terrors.
He thought she was just a stand-in.
On the night when he fell in love with her, he confessed his feelings for the first time to her who was in a coma due to high fever: "I seem to... Fall in love with a shadow."
She heard it from behind the curtain, clutched the old jade from childhood in her sleeve, and said nothing.
Later, he got the jade and asked like crazy: "Where is the owner of this jade?"
She burst into tears across the bead curtain.
——The Murong Ci you are looking for died in your arms ten years ago.
And he finally remembered that the dying little girl had this name at all.
Her name is Shen Qingci.
It was something he had engraved on the back of the jade pendant with his own hands, something that even she herself had forgotten——
Small print.
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[She stood up from under the withered plum blossoms in the cold palace and walked step by step to the phoenix throne.
[He traveled thousands of miles across mountains and rivers, just to find that dusk ten years ago.
[Double-cleaning ceiling, the substitute is actually Bai Yueguang himself.
[1V1, the only favorite for life, the ending is HE.
