In the tenth year of Jian'an, it was the beginning of winter.
It was the first time there was heavy snowfall in the capital, and everything was silent. A thin layer of snow covered the eaves of the imperial hospital, and a biting cold wind blew through the hall.
The first time Li Yantai saw her, the girl was wearing an official uniform of the Taiyuan Hospital, squatting in the corner of the hospital with her sleeves rolled up, sorting medicinal materials.
The snow fell silently on her shoulders, and the wind blew past the corners of the eaves, brushing away a few pieces of velvet flowers on her eyebrows.
The cold pines and cypresses were the first impression she left on Li Yantai.
Quiet, cold, but also revealing the slightest bit of resilience.
A few months later, the unpopular third prince Li Yantai ascended to the throne of prince. Suddenly, rumors spread in the palace, and the courtiers resisted his becoming the crown prince.
It's night and the fog is heavy. Li Yantai came to Tai Hospital to look for her with a pot of old wine. The two of them were sitting on the porch, drinking and talking.
"Rumors have been circulating in the palace recently."
"I've known for a long time that if you hold a high position, you will be subject to some rumors."
Li Yantai showed a wry smile and took a sip of the aged wine in the cup.
"Yu Niang, I don't care what others think."
Fu Xuanyu paused when he heard this, with the wine glass hanging on his lips.
"I only care about what you think, Yu Niang."
There was a hint of silence in the air for a while.
"Yu Niang only wants the prince to be safe and smooth in her life, and to have a worry-free life."
In the thirteenth year of Jian'an, there was another severe winter.
The severe cold in the capital is as intense as the sun, and thousands of miles of fertile fields are covered with snow.
Huang Qian failed to treat Concubine Hui, so he was ordered to be beheaded by the emperor. Fu Xuanyu knelt in front of the Zhongwu Gate, his eyes were scarlet, but there was nothing he could do.
Her steps were frivolous on the ankle-deep snow, and Li Yantai followed her silently, holding up a paper umbrella.
Fu Xuanyu paused, looked serious, and spoke word by word.
"Everything in the past is like dying yesterday. All things in the future are like being born today."
Tough female medical officer × powerless prince
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Purpose: Live yourself
