On the first day when he was dressed as a stand-in for a sadist, the prince pressed him down in front of Bai Yueguang's spiritual throne to offer incense.
In the original plot, I had to break down and cry on the spot to create an infatuated character for him. I didn't, so I said backhandedly: "You have been acting in this play for nine years, are you tired?"
The whole place was dead silent. A "disciple of the Li family" in the corner glanced at me.
Later I found out that she was the Bai Yueguang on the spiritual throne. Not dead. Alive. The woman disguised herself as a man and lived for nine years, surviving for her family in the power struggle in Chang'an. One of us is treated as a substitute and the other is treated as a dead person. We have had enough.
Does he want a hero to save the beauty at the Spring Festival? Cut off the beard. Is he cutting off our trade routes? Make a profit with your backhand. Is he going to tear off her pretense at the banquet of hundreds of officials and accuse her of deceiving the king? I stood in front of her in public and said, "Whoever dares to touch her today should step over me."
He ditched Li Shu and left Chang'an City. In the south of Yizhou City, I opened Jinpu and she took care of the accounts. Begonias were planted in the yard. There was no vow, just her hooking my little finger and saying: "The rest of my life is very long, let's live it slowly together."
You sacrificed her for nine years and never asked her if she wanted to. I only stayed with her for nine months before she eloped with me.
This time, Changan will not look back.
