[Strong warning: The tone of the full text is depressing and slow-moving｜The heroine's soul perspective｜It's not cool｜There are already chapters and the text will not be cheated]
[Female protagonist x late queen x hindsight x male protagonist x forbearing emperor x restraining paranoia, Shuang Jie! The only heroine is Bai Yueguang!
I am the most disliked queen in Dayan.
On the day he died after blocking the knife for him, he didn't even raise his eyelids and only said "a generous burial".
I died, but my soul remained.
I stayed in the palace to see if he would feel more comfortable without me.
In the first year, he executed the imperial concubine who poisoned me, but told the outside world that she was treason.
In the third year, I discovered that in the secret room of his dormitory, every hairpin, every handkerchief I had ever used was hidden, and even a paper kite I folded casually.
In the fifth year, he was drinking alone in front of my memorial tablet late at night and whispered: "I promised you not to cry."
In the seventh year, he began to make funeral arrangements.
Establish a prince, level the borders, and stabilize the court.
In the eighth year, he knelt in front of my grave, wearing an old robe that I had sewn with my own hands, and pulled out the dagger.
"Heng Wu, I'm eight years late, I'm sorry."
Everyone said that the emperor died due to overwork.
Only I know that he is here to find me.
