The Profession of a Consort

Hey, after many years and searching for countless Gong Douwen, this one is still the best. I generally don't like to see one person being tempted and the other not. It makes me feel like the emperor doesn't look like an emperor and the protagonist doesn't look like a human being. Human emotions are inherently complex. Love may be a temporary impulse and difficult to last a lifetime. In some stories, the emperor falls in love with the heroine, and the heroine does not love the emperor but still ascends to a high position. However, it is not impossible for the heroine to fall from a high position, unless the heroine lives her whole life. In some stories, the heroine finally lets down her guard because of the emperor's true love. However, this kind of love seems false and fragile in front of the imperial power, so I like the end of this story very much. Family and affection always seem more precious than love [crying]. What is fake is true and sometimes true, and this intertwined and inseparable relationship between true and false is the most memorable.

Supplementary votes, the best palace fighting novel in my mind. From the heroine's first time in the harem, to the wife talking about her pregnancy, childbirth, and breastfeeding experience in the story, after reading this book, I seemed to accompany the author's wife through important moments in life. I don't know if the changes in my wife's life are also reflected in Zhuang Luoyan's story. I first read this article when I was in elementary school. Now I am about to graduate from college, and my wife's children are almost the age when I first read this book. When I was a child, I hoped that the heroine could return to her original world like in the time-travel TV series. But now that I read it many years later, I seem to be able to understand her choice. Time has passed in the blink of an eye, but many of the things expressed in this article are still not outdated, and the more I read them, the deeper I understand them. Maybe this is what everyone says, excellent creators have a pair of eyes that transcend the times. This year is the Year of the Horse again, and a reincarnation has passed. I hope that even in the next Year of the Horse, my wife will continue to write and bring us more excellent works.

I read it again. It is really a classic Gong Douwen. Although I still want to know their future stories, the ending is good and it has a long-lasting sense of warmth. I don't like too strong emotions. For example, the male protagonist has doted on the female protagonist for more than ten years. I always feel awkward. This also has something to do with my own personality. I think true love should happen as simply as eating and drinking. It doesn't need to be grand, earth-shattering, or surrounded by many people. It should be found in some very ordinary details or in a very gentle look at each other, or in a tacit understanding that goes without words. This is why I especially like the scene in the last extra chapter where the heroine is basking in the sun and the hero looks at her tenderly. I like this kind of faint happiness. This beautiful atmosphere also affects me through the words when I read it outside the screen. I can already imagine the picture.

The male protagonist says that Baozi has something that he doesn't have. Does it refer to mother's love, father's love or the love of the heroine [dog's head holding a rose]

After watching the ending, I felt very sad. In the comment section, I said it was because my love was not clear in the end. I wanted to say something but had no idea, so I opened Douyin and happened to hear "Talent" sung by Tang Yan. "If my heart is captured by you, I will wander in the country in your arms." Suddenly it seemed like I was hit in the heart. I seem to understand. How I was moved by the lyrics in confusion was how Zha Huang was moved by the heroine. After re-reading, I only looked at the main plot of the heroine and the scum emperor, and connected the general context of the article. I actually didn't peep enough into the relationship between the Queen Mother and the Emperor, but I think my state of mind seemed to correspond to the state of mind of the Dog Emperor. Today I somehow remembered a love saying, "Love is a superstition of the right time and place." There are all kinds of beauties, and there are many women who are attracted to the Emperor Zha. However, only the heroine who is not tempted makes the Emperor Scumbag fall in love. In fact, the man's true form is just a believer, blindly superstitious to the gods shaped by his own hands. The "gods" are not benevolent and treat men like stupid dogs. Yue Da buried an Easter egg at the end of the article, "You can see the heroine's thoughts when giving birth to a child." I continued to read the extra chapter, but I vaguely saw the male protagonist's thoughts from another perspective. Could this be considered an intertextual writing method? He told Baozi that he had something that he didn't have. I was wondering what was mixed with his love for the heroine? I can't help but come to the conclusion that I think he seems Oedipal... Help, I can't hold myself back when I write this. It's random and rambling, but why did it stop here in the end [biting handkerchief]

After watching "Spreading Flowers" [Crying] Good luck in the Year of the Horse, it's amazing that it's been twelve years [Applause]

I read this novel in elementary school, and I was deeply impressed by the ending in which the male and female protagonists did not fall in love. Now that I have read it again, I still like this setting. I appreciate the heroine's calm and calm character. Moreover, the heroine's acting skills and her unmistakable family make the male protagonist prefer her. On the contrary, those who really love the male protagonist will either die themselves or their family members. Sometimes true love is not as good as routine ()

I read it again, and when I was reading it, I saw my wife wrote about the Year of the Horse, and I realized that 12 years have passed since I first read this book [biting the handkerchief] [biting the handkerchief]

I don't know how many times it took to check in (maybe eight times?)

I still remember reading the serial in a magazine in high school. It was either Egger or Hanabi [Dog Head].