At the end of the spring of that year, in the palace of the Duke of Zhen, he was a poor student living under someone else's roof, and she was the legitimate daughter of the Duke, who was admired by all the stars.
At the poetry meeting, he was ridiculed for wearing an old shirt. Amidst the laughter in the whole room, she was the only one who leaned over to praise the character of his writing and gave him an old inkstone engraved with gardenia flowers.
A silent resonance quietly grew among the poems and letters. She marked it with cinnabar, and he responded with ink marks. He thought that this was the most merciful gift from fate.
However, a sudden political storm plunged her and her family into the dark night, and the building was empty overnight. When he came back in the rain, he saw broken flowers all over the ground, like a grand but hasty dream.
Many years later, as a highly respected minister, he finally found all the poems she had left behind. In the dim light, he was shocked to realize that under every gardenia she painted back then, there was a word "wish" as thin as dust hidden under it.
Intention: Love Regret