The Snow Has Yet to Stop in Chang'an

On our wedding night, he said, “Your eyes look so much like hers.”

That was when I learned I was a stand-in for his beloved.

He filled my palace with the crabapple blossoms she loved,

and on the night I miscarried, he held her younger sister and left without a backward glance.

Later, I uncovered the truth behind the wrongful deaths of my father and brothers, all thirty thousand of them.

I personally brought down his court and cleared the Xie family’s name.

With red-rimmed eyes, he knelt in the snow and begged me to turn back.

I smiled.

“Xiao Chengyu, I don’t want you anymore.”

This time, you’re the one who kneels, and I’m the one who walks away.

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