She didn't know until her death that there was another part to that heartless letter.
He was the second best in the new department, and she was a lowly actor.
He said, "Shili Hongzhuang, I will marry you home."
But he turned around and became the prince-in-law of the dynasty.
The ruthless letter read: "How can a little bit of red lips, tasted by thousands of people, match mine."
She believed it, smiled and fell into despair, living her life as a drama.
What he doesn't know is——
The second half of the letter read: "So why not, I will return to my hometown with you in the next life."
She is the most popular female actor in Suzhou. She sings brilliantly on stage, but offstage she is waiting for someone who will never come.
He is the coldest consort beside the princess. He has half a letter hidden in his arms and only sees the plum rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
Three years later, she buried the love hosta under the plum tree and said, "I don't want it anymore."
He found out that the child who delivered the letter died in mysterious circumstances and said, "I want to go back to find her."
But the farthest distance in this world is not between life and death——
He was digging up her grave when she swallowed the poison.
"It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming all over the place, but they are all left in ruins."
If there is an afterlife, I will not be an actor or a scholar.
Just under the plum tree, waiting for you to marry me.
Thousands of guests will taste the slightest bit of red lips, but the unfaithful doctor will criticize it.
I will not be a scholar in my next life, but will return to my hometown with you.
