In the eighteenth year of Qiyuan, Ruan Qingmian came back to celebrate his father's birthday, and met Prince Shen Yan in the mansion who came to give gifts.
The person in front of me has a face like a crown jade, eyes like bright stars, like pines and bamboos, and the breeze is like a moon.
"Is there something on your face?"
"Your Highness, you are so beautiful."
The girl's words made the prince panic and became cold-faced.
When he came back to his senses, Ruan Qingmian felt that he was extremely rude.
"Miss Ruan is really courageous."
Shen Yan walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion with a straight face.
Later, because of her relationship with the court, Ruan Qingmian became the crown prince's concubine. She lost her girlish innocence and became gentle and sensible, working conscientiously in her position as the crown prince's concubine. At first, Shen Yan only regarded her as a political tool to stabilize the court and contain the power of the prime minister. He was indifferent to her and only wanted to treat her with respect, but he never thought that he had already fallen in love with her.
On the night when Fengcheng Yu hit pear blossoms, she received a letter home from the capital. Ruan Qingmian braved the heavy rain and came to the prince's study, holding a bargaining chip and begging Shen Yan to write a letter of divorce. Shen Yan picked up the pen, but refused to put the words down. The strong wind and rain blew into the house, and the lanterns flickered, illuminating the people in front of the crime in a trance.
The back mountain hot springs are sparsely lit.
Shen Yan took the divorce letter and slowly approached.
"Why leave?"
"Your Highness, it's just an abandoned son, why should we linger on him?"
"Do you dare to say that you are not moved at all?"
"One is different, the other is wide, and everyone is safe."
"One and two widths? How do you want each to be well? How do you want me to be well?"
Shen Yan's eyes were red, and he stared at the person in front of him, whispering hoarsely, and pressing forward step by step.
The peach blossoms drifted and fell in the pool, the spring water rippled, and the falling red rose and fell.
Intention: ancient saying