Wan Anqing, good night, dear
What kind of night was it, the night before I got married, the moonlight was bright and the shadows of the trees were dancing. You were standing under the tree with half your face covered by a silver mask. Your cool lips covered mine, and you smiled and said in that uninhibited but very familiar tone: "It's been so many years, have you still forgotten me?" But I took off the mask without saying a word, and I was as handsome as ever, and I covered his face with my bare hands. "Pa" I slapped you in the face and said with a smile: "I might forget you when I marry the prince." But you said angrily: "You dare to marry? Don't you know you can only marry me!" I stood under the tree with a smile on my face in my wedding dress and said nothing, gently stroking the face that I had slapped, filled with happiness.
Five years ago, a rebellious Shao Yi'an appeared in the imperial city. She had just turned 7 in that year and wrote a poem that satirized the emperor.
Emperor Han Fang Sheng Ming
Up and down harmony
There is no such joy of spring breeze
Neng Wen Jiang Hanling
It was originally written to praise the emperor's love for the people, but if you look closely, it is an acrostic poem about the emperor's incompetence, so Shao's father was convicted, and Shao Yi'an went to the palace to plead for mercy. Can Shao's father be rescued? Or was there another accident?
Three years ago, there was another inexplicable turmoil in the imperial city. Was it because of the prince of another country or the prince of our own country? Unexpectedly. I only know that Shao Yi'an disappeared later. Four countries searched for him but there was no whereabouts. It was as if there was no such person. And later...