Joy and Peace

"We were originally in love but parted ways, you know, in this troubled world." [His Royal Highness the Crown Prince x the compassionate Crown Princess is a matter of life and death] The bedroom door of the East Palace, half covered with frost, finally opened with a creak in late winter. Everyone in the capital said that after the Gu family's general and his wife died in the battle, the cousin's family entered the Gu family in the name of taking care of the emperor's relatives. The Gu family had reached a dead end - the emperor had issued a marriage decree today, directing Gu Yue'an, the Gu family's only legitimate daughter raised in a boudoir, to Xiao Yixuan, the crown prince of the East Palace, who had been on the sickbed for half a year and was about to follow the late emperor. It was obviously to praise the Gu family and marry the prince, but in fact it was to wait for the day when the prince came to heaven, to punish the Gu family, and to let this flower that grew in the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River be buried directly with the dying East Palace. His face was as white as the snow falling on the window paper, and his breathing was so light that it seemed as if he might stop at any moment. The look in his eyes as he looked at her contained a coldness and desolation that could only be seen after being soaked in the endless hell. But she just smiled and put a branch of fresh plum blossoms she had just picked from the courtyard into a celadon vase on the bedside of his bed. Her fingertips lightly touched his cold hand on the quilt: "Your Highness, the plum blossoms are blooming very well outside the window. When the weather gets warmer, can I push you to take a look?" Everyone thought that Gu Yue'an was here to bury the prince. Only she knew that when she saw this man who had been pushed to a dead end by the power struggle, there was still a spark in his eyes that refused to be extinguished. She didn't know how to wield a sword, and she didn't understand the weirdness of the court. She just sat by his bedside every morning, read a storybook, and fed small pieces of the prepared honey cake into his mouth. In the evening, she moved a small stool and sat in the yard to dry medicine. Even the smell of the wind blowing through the medicine stove carried the faint fragrance of soap locust on her body. Her gentleness was never meant to please deliberately, but even though she knew that there was a mountain of swords and fire ahead, she still walked to him with her skirt in hand, sat down quietly, and told him that the East Palace was not only about calculations and death, but also flowers blooming, and Congee Nuan, and she, Gu Yue'an, was willing to wait with him until dawn. Xiao Yixuan went through hell three times and survived with just one breath. The East Palace, which was once filled with the smell of medicine, had Gu Yue'an's arrival. Even her pickled plums were drying in the corridors, and her sachets were hung under the eaves. He regained the authority he had lost for half a year and blocked all the dirty water thrown at him and the hidden arrows fired at him outside the East Palace Gate. He has seen the deepest sewers, so he understands the value of her cleanliness and transparency. He built a wall for her with his own hands to keep out all the calculations and rumors, so that she could still laugh at the plum blossoms and apply medicine in her spare time like she did in her grandfather's house in Jiangnan, and never have to be stained by the blood in this palace. In the flash of swords and shadows, the two people's hands held tighter and tighter. They looked at each other in silence at the beginning, then leaned on their shoulders and looked at the moon on the palace wall late at night. Little by little, they carved each other into their own bones and blood. Other people's love in the East Palace is like a phoenix crown and a beautiful pei, with power over the world. Their love is like the sunshine under the corner of the palace wall, like the warm tea rolling on the medicine stove. If you are willing to accompany me through the hell gate, I will be willing to keep you stable for the rest of my life. Most of the flowers in the palace bloomed proudly and openly, but theirs was the only one that grew under the broken wall and bloomed tenaciously and quietly in the wind and rain. From the first time they saw that plum blossom, it bloomed year after year and became the warmth in each other's lives that could no longer be separated. But he still died. The day he left, Gu Yue'an had no emotions and seemed to have known everything for a long time. The queen asked her to leave the palace, but she didn't want to. She said, the prince's brother said that I will definitely be the mother of a country in the future. He once said that she was his only weakness and he would protect her for the rest of his life, but in the end, he failed to protect her for the rest of his life. He was afraid that no one would protect his princess after his death, and he was even more afraid of what his princess would do if she lost him. "Years and months fly by in a blink of an eye, and a short life is just for loving one person." "Looking back at the people I love, we met in the stars last night and in this world." "I pray that the mountains and rivers will be safe and stay with me for a lifetime, with my hands clasped together." Intention: Love grows over time, she is like his daughter