One winter day in his later years, snow fell all over the palace.
Zhen Huan, Meizhuang, and I were sitting around the stove in Yanxi Palace, making hot tea. Snow was flying outside the window, and it was warm inside the house.
Zhen Huan spoke first: "When I first entered the palace, I thought we wouldn't survive more than three years."
Mei Zhuang continued to laugh: "I thought that sooner or later we would turn against each other, fight with each other, and become what we hate the most."
I raised my glass gently and said in a gentle voice: "I only believe in one sentence - sisters working together can be as sharp as gold."
The three of them looked at each other and smiled, with the tenderness accumulated over time in their eyes.
In this life,
We have been wronged together,
We survived the danger together,
We fought evil together,
Stay safe together,
We walked together until we were gray-haired.
No betrayal,
No suspicion,
No alienation,
No regrets.
Mei Zhuang sighed softly: "A lifetime in the palace is worth it."
Zhen Huan nodded: "With you, it's worth it."
I looked out the window at the falling snow, contented.
"Yeah.
The storm has passed, but the years have not hurt,
The three of us,
It is finally complete. "
