The wind was rustling, and the white sails were blown even more by the wind.
I took out the jade flute hidden under my outer skirt and stared at the jade flute, slightly lost in thought.
The Lou Shishi of the past is dead. Since marrying to the Northern Kingdom, she has reached an agreement with the Northern Prince, and she has helped him ascend to the position of crown prince - as Princess Futu's marriage partner. When he ascends the throne, it will be the moment when he sets her free. He promised that if he ascended the throne, he would never attack the Southern Kingdom within two years—unless the Southern Kingdom took the lead in launching a war.
Nine months later, the late emperor died and the prince ascended the throne.
And the poetry of Lou has disappeared since then.
The one who survived was Mo Siqing, a woman in scarlet clothes who became a disciple of the medical school Li Yuan three months ago.
Yan Yu, I don't know if you still hate me. Hating is better than not remembering me.
Yan Yu, are you living a good life?