Beautiful Scenery Waits for No One

Once the darling of heaven, now the laughingstock of the palace.

She was only following orders and attending a banquet. How did she end up being set up and used as a stepping stone?

You bullied me? Humiliated me? ... What is owed must be repaid.

Since I was married off, so be it. I might as well be a virtuous and gracious heir's wife.

What kind of wedding night ends with the groom nowhere to be found?

If we barely know each other, how could there be any affection?

Neither sorrow nor joy, neither anger nor resentment. All I ask of this life is a peaceful, steady existence.

But heaven had other plans.

Where is the modest gentleman you promised? Could this bewitching man with his roving gaze really be the famously stern, icy heir?

Is it really all right to be this outrageously flirtatious?

... Staying completely unmoved by his charms seems rather difficult...

I never meant to fall for him, yet he stirred the still waters of my heart;

I had hoped we would live simply together until our hair turned white, but in the end it was nothing more than a foolish dream.

I remember you saying in the Golden Hall, "...I, Jing Mu, swear that I will never let Rong Ning down in this life."

You asked me to trust you, but why were you the first to deceive me?

Enough, then. If it's over, it's over.

One divorce agreement severed our old ties, and yet suitors began flocking to me.

An arrogant, domineering prince from a foreign land? "...If you marry me, I will offer you the moon of the grasslands as your betrothal gift, and spend my life making you happy."

A scheming descendant of the former dynasty? "...I won't call you Big Sister anymore."

The world is so full of turmoil. I'm truly tired.

But why are you saying you miss me again?