In the fourth year of the Yuan Dynasty, Wang Cong and I went for an outing outside the imperial city and went boating on the stream.
She asked me why I cried suddenly.
I said the water was too deep and there was a whirlpool just now.
Wang Cong touched my head.
"Your Majesty will be fine," she said. "Our ship is stable."
Wang Cong treats me like a child.
She didn't know that I wasn't crying because I was afraid the boat would sink.
I am sad because everything in this capital city is miserable, and things are ups and downs. I am a duckweed sucked into the whirlpool, unable to escape or hide.
Wang Cong and I are not in the same boat.
I said I'm not afraid.
I thought that if I fell into the water, I would turn into a water ghost and lie under Wang Cong's boat, carrying her away.
How did you memorize that poem?
There is water in thousands of rivers and moon in thousands of rivers, and there is no cloud in the sky for thousands of miles.
This is probably how people live their lives.
Come and go alone, live and die alone.
The Lengqing Emperor x The Straw Princess
Wang Cong (pronounced the same as Cong) x Jing Hui
Reading guide:
1. If there are unimportant men, clear the mines by yourself.
2. Non-plot flow, fictional background, please do not pay attention to it.
3. HE, atypical he.
Purpose: For the sake of freedom
