She thought the wedding was just a show.
Her mother said that after performing this fake marriage and taking the fake death pill, she would be able to leave the palace wall that had trapped her for the first half of her life. So she put on the cloud-like wedding dress and the wedding crown that was so heavy that it needed someone to hold it up, and became his wife. On their wedding night, he put a long pillow in the middle of the bed and said to her, "You can't cross the line."
She didn't know that every pearl on that wedding dress came from Qingyang, which had disappeared long ago. I don't know that the fake death pill was bought by my mother with half her life. She didn't know that the young man who put down the long pillow in the middle of the bed would stay vacant for her many years later, guarding her unspoken love.
Until her mother collapsed, she glimpsed the truth of her mother's life through the heavy rain and blood mist. The palace wall she hated had been protecting her from wind and rain. The person she wanted to escape the most paid the price of being misunderstood by everyone in exchange for her lifelong freedom.
Later she went very far. Reading scriptures under the sacred tree in Qingyang Realm, I heard the elder say, "Love is when someone is guarding under the tree, and you see him through the sacred tree every day." She has traveled through the three realms, seen deserts, plateaus, and seas, and has also seen the deepest pain and the most silent guardianship in the world. She finally understood: freedom is never about escape, but about choosing who to be as a wall.
And that person stood on the other side of life and death, guarding her alone all her life. There was no talk of love between them. He just patted her back gently after she fell asleep and said, "Be good, Liu Shang, go to sleep."
The deepest love is actually the longest prison.
Concept: The concept of the story is: the deepest love is actually the longest prison.