I am a princess who grew up in the Ming Tombs in the eastern suburbs. Do you know what it is like to grow up with a bunch of dead people?
The lover I originally longed for could only continue to miss my beloved, but it really didn't work. No matter how much I married a similar person, many mistakes happened in the process.
"I don't want to replace him, not because of anything else, but because I'm not like him."
"It turned out to be him, I thought it was him?"
"You will only love me, he is too old"
"Hua Wu, I'll wait for you to forget about him."
It can be seen from this that for the princess who grew up in the imperial mausoleum, love is a word that cannot be expressed or expressed.