On the third day of March, if he lives, I will live, if he dies, I will start again.
If there were lessons for survival, Su Ci's first rule would be: stay away from the cold palace.
But she died three times before she understood that if the man in Leng Gong didn't survive, she would have to do it again over and over again.
From then on, she was tied to a deposed prince every day.
I gave him cakes, patched his windows, and walked for half an hour on a snowy night just to give him five pieces of charcoal.
She wrote in the booklet:
The first day, sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
The next day, medicine.
The third day, candied fruit.
Then the book fell into his hands and he turned to the last page.
It read: "Nothing to do today. I want to see him tomorrow."
He picked up his pen and added a line below:
"I'm here."
Intention: In the seemingly unbreakable cycle of fate, what really traps people's hearts is often not the cold fate, but the bottomless guilt and self-denial.
Through the process of Su Ci and Xiao Jin testing and doubting each other, and finally protecting each other in desperate situations, the story conveys a gentle and firm belief: love is never a drag, let alone a sin.
As long as you dare to believe, dare to love, and dare to move forward, even if you survive countless snowfalls on the third day of March, spring will eventually come.