Dim Place

Xie Junzhuo has a person he has liked since he was a child. She is arrogant and willful, she acts wantonly, and she grew up in the favor of her family. She should always be enthusiastic and worry-free. And what about him? How the broken body stood side by side with her, how the broken heart dared to touch her. His Royal Highness, who was strategizing and playing with people's hearts, was always cautious and humble when facing her. An imperial edict brought the two surnames into marriage. He never thought that the person in his dream would spend his whole life with him. And she was not happy. She hated him and wanted to run away from him. She spoke harshly to him. Song Yuehua didn't understand why he wasn't angry when she treated him like this, and even cared about her and indulged her. It seemed that no matter how big of a deal she made, he would take care of the aftermath for her. "Your Highness, why do you and I torture each other? Why do we have another pair of enemies in the world?" Xie Junzhuo wanted to say that it was not torture, but something he was willing to do and what he yearned for. Three years later, the emperor died and the prince ascended the throne, making her his queen. She likes plane trees, which are planted all over the capital. She was afraid of the cold, so blankets were spread all over the palace. He allowed her to think and read her thoughts. There is a saying among the people that the emperor and empress respected each other as guests and had a deep love for each other. Only Xie Junzuo knew that he had never received her love or her mercy. From beginning to end, he was the only one involved in the drama, and he was the only one enjoying it. Before Xie Junzhu died, her only concern was her. A posthumous edict abolished the ancestral burial system, left an order to exempt her from death penalty, ensured her prosperity and wealth, and allowed her to leave the palace and return home. "Ayue, I let you go." "I just hope that in the future I will be able to pay my respects to you during the Qingming Festival." "No regrets in this life, no regrets in this life." After his death, Song Yuehua did not shed tears, but suddenly she lost the most important thing. Intention: Deep love is humble everywhere