When Xiao Ran gave me a steamed bun when I was five years old, I remembered it for eight years.
From the age of thirteen to sixteen, I made plans for him and watched him rise from an unpopular prince to the crown prince.
After three years of hard work, the result was that yesterday he knelt in front of me and begged me to ask me to be my concubine and to recommend his cousin Lin Wanqing as the crown prince.
"Zhen'er, you have always been the most sensible."
He held my hand, his eyes so sincere that it was sickening, "Wan Qing is weak, she just wants a title. In the end, you will be in charge of the backyard of the East Palace."
I pulled my hand away, my fingertips were cold.
Intention: Only by focusing on yourself can you look up at the stars.