Marrying the King of a Fallen Kingdom

At the selection, Prince Chen stopped in front of Sang Rou, met her eyes with a smile, and asked whose daughter she was.

And so Sang Rou married Prince Chen, who had no power or influence and had been raised as a lucky charm ever since he was little.

Prince Chen was clingy, spending all day curled up with her. Sang Rou wasn't used to it at first, but then she realized the ladies of the capital all looked down on her. In that case, she might as well stop worrying and spend her days with her Prince Chen.

Then war broke out without warning. The foreign army stormed the city as easily as tearing paper, killing its way all the way to the capital. With the enemy at the gates, none of Prince Chen's three older brothers wanted to be the ruler of a fallen kingdom. Prince Chen was forced onto the throne, and Sang Rou became empress.

Being empress was harder than being Prince Chen's consort. Not only did she have to pay her respects to the senior ladies of the palace every day, she also had to learn the rules from the palace matrons.

But Sang Rou knew her husband was having an even harder time. The young man who used to spend his days wearing flowers in his hair and brewing tea now stared at maps all night without sleeping. A few strands of black hair at his temples had turned white.

How could a young man possibly save a dynasty on the verge of collapse?

On the run, he called her name again and again, saying, "Where is Rou Rou?" and "If Rou Rou dies, I won't live either." Others looked down on him even more for saying such things, but Sang Rou survived because of them.

Later, Bai Binxu died on the battlefield. His death cleared Sang Rou's name of the charge of betraying the people, and she became the new dynasty's Empress Dowager.

But in the middle of the night, Sang Rou still remembered those clear, smiling eyes. She remembered the peaceful days when their love was deep and life was good.

But they could never go back.

A sweet little scene:

Sang Rou said, looking troubled, "Could you stop clinging to me all the time? This, this is so disrespectful. Only concubines sit in someone's lap like this. The principal wives of prestigious families always sit properly."

That hateful Bai Binxu frowned as if he were troubled, then turned around and sat on her lap, nearly crushing her.

"Then I'll sit on Rou Rou's lap. I'll be the one clinging to you."

"Rou Rou is the principal wife, and I'm Rou Rou's concubine."

Sang Rou was still pushing him away, but her face had quietly turned red.

He made being a concubine sound like such a wonderful job. Hmph.

[Bad Ending Warning]

Theme: May I find the one-hearted beloved, and stay together until our hair turns white.