Years ago, he was held in that man's arms. In front of me is the green spring rain orioles singing, and in my ears is the gentle whisper of that person who seems to be able to melt the remaining snow.
Years later, he was framed and tortured. He risked his life and escaped from the palace, and traveled to a foreign country with the hatred of destroying his family, but he still held that person deeply in the softest place in his heart.
Many years later, he returned to where it all started. The scenery is still the same, and the person is still in his arms, but the youthful ignorance of his youth is nowhere to be found again.
After many years, he was finally able to stand side by side with that person. But on a snowy early morning, the overwhelming army surrendered their country to them.
He treasured that man's words for a long, long time.
"It's enough for me to have Ah Ling in my life."
These are all things that Shu Ling, who was inexplicably named the fifth-grade Chosen Attendant, could never have imagined when he first entered the palace.