She never knew how virtuous and capable she was to deserve his deep love.
A concubine, not outstanding in talent, not amazing in appearance, and used to being tolerant, she could only be called "humble and gentle". But because of the little tenderness he gave, it completely changed. However, things are unpredictable. She originally thought that lovers should eventually get married, but due to a battle, they were separated for several years. When they met again, she had already regarded him as a passerby.
A child who could have saved her heart was murdered; a love that could warm her feelings, but whether it can last long.
She didn't know, and neither did he.
I just remember that when he saw her again, he smiled so brightly. Reunion is a happy thing.