When she was thirteen years old, Gui Qinghe was kicked out of her family by her tribe. My grandmother was newly deceased, and my biological mother only gave her thirty taels of silver notes and a remote jewelry shop in the capital, and then cut off contact with her. She wiped away her tears and told herself: To survive, you must stand firm on your own.
The shop is called Heqian Pavilion, and diagonally opposite there is a pool of ancient lotuses in front of it. She guarded those tender leaves the size of copper coins every day, and guarded this meager livelihood. Until Xie Huaibi appeared - the son of Zhongshu's minister, Duanfang Junzi, who was as gentle as jade, often came here because of a pond of lotus. Seeing that she was lonely and young, he took care of her many times. She was afraid of owing a favor, and he would leave no trace of his kindness.
At the age of sixteen, the Xie family was convicted. His father's outspoken words angered Long Yan, and the whole family was demoted. His political enemies sent assassins in the middle of the night. He escaped by chance and went to the bank of the dry lotus pond to commit suicide. It was she who pulled him back and told him that living was harder than anything and more worthwhile than anything else. He became her buddy, and she became his only driftwood. She recommended him to Prince Huai's Mansion, and he was granted the title of fief for three years. He restrained himself and stayed by her side, but she only believed in money.
Until the dynasty collapsed and people died of starvation everywhere, she fought side by side with him to help the new king reestablish the country. He worshiped the prime minister, and she became the emperor's merchant. He finally stopped waiting, held her hand, and said all the words hidden in the heavy money and dark night. The Holy Spirit granted her marriage, and she regained her status as a princess. The red makeup was spread from the lotus pond in the south of the Yangtze River to the Suzaku Gate.
It turned out that those who had been discarded and let down over the years had been picked up and returned one by one for her. From now on, we can watch a pond full of flowers blooming together, and we will never walk alone again.
Motto: Only when you are alive can you have a chance