On the spring night of 326 AD, the moon and stars were sparse, and the black magpie flew south
The night is slightly cool. She was curled up in a baby's position, sleeping peacefully on her side. Only the sudden frown revealed her uneasiness. Recently, perhaps because of the warmer weather, she has gradually smiled more, but she is still helpless about her cold heart. For example, on such a beautiful moonlit night, she still felt so cold. The cold air from the inside spread to her peaceful face, which had a sad and beautiful meaning. At three quarters of midnight, when it was extremely cold, her heart began to suffer great pain. And she was awakened by pain at this moment every night. At first, she would scream miserably, but later she would just shed a line of clear tears when she thought of that person, as fine beads of sweat formed on her forehead. She always reassured herself that the pain would subside and the injuries would become smoother, as if they had never been crumpled. The heartache gradually subsided, and she weakly called the maid Xiao Li to help her take a bath. The hot air in the big wooden barrel behind the screen made her beautiful face look even calmer, as if all the pain just now had never happened.
"Miss, does it still hurt?" Xiao Li asked with concern. In this deep mansion, she had long learned how to protect herself, and stubbornly kept only this girl beside her. If there is anyone else in this world who can be trusted, it is only this person. And she is also the only one who witnesses her love. This is a huge irony for a daughter who was pampered as a child. She didn't answer. Those extremely clear eyes seemed empty...