Imperial Consort Mother

Literary Version:

Flowers fade and leaves wither beneath the evening rain.

The moon fills the western tower; lanterns and oars cast shadows on the water.

On the flower festival night, the wind cuts like a blade.

The years are like poetry, peaceful and beautiful.

Outside the city, a path of withered bones lies beneath the setting sun.

Inside the city, the beauty smiles in the halls of power, her youthful face radiant.

The shadows of old companions linger, impossible to erase.

May I spend my days and nights with you, all my life.

Over-the-Top Version:

I wonder how many women in this world have had a husband leave on a long journey before they could share even a little tenderness after their wedding, never to return?

And how many women, not long after entering their husband's household, have had his illegitimate child suddenly appear, calling her "Mother"?

As luck would have it, both things happened to me, a newlywed young princess. This is a domestic-intrigue story by Xiao Yin. Please show Xiao Yin your support!

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