At the age of seventeen, Shen Ruwan was thrown into the cold palace.
Everyone said she died not long ago.
But three years later, the emperor dreamed of her——
In the dream, she was still lighting lamps in the cold palace and asked with a smile:
"Your Majesty, would you like to give me another cup of oil?"
From that day on, the lights in the cold palace never went out every night.
Until the palace door opened again, sitting inside was a pale woman.
She said: "I have been dead for a long time, Your Majesty. But my soul is still there."
Intention: Some love burns in silence and regret