A Girl Named Shunhua

A girl rides in the same carriage, her beauty like a hibiscus in bloom. A world of Wei and Jin elegance, with a whole crowd of handsome guys just hanging around

Set against the historical backdrop of the fall of the Western Jin and the rise of the Eastern Jin, but the author will certainly change details, including the timeline, to suit the story. So please don't try to match it up with the history books.

When she was born, the realm was already on the brink of ruin. Fortunately, her mother protected her, and her beloved stood by her.

She was a princess, heaven's favorite, but she never imagined that one day her country and family would fall, leaving her to wander in misery.

The person she loves, the people who love her, her country, her family, her kin and her beloved: whom should she choose, and whom should she give up?

Her long hair foretold good fortune, and a jade palace was built. The black swallows returned, and northern music rang out. She came to Xu land, where auspicious signs were bestowed. The emperor's body was like a sacred branch, flourishing in beauty. Her residence was adorned in Lu, and she returned to the honored clan. She received instruction in the palace, and was not bound by carriages or clothes. Her hairpins and earrings were made solemn, and the baths were held in high esteem. She followed the rites in a humble home, lowering her heart from her lofty chambers. The moon was full, and the fishing line was cast. She looked to the stars to find her match, and gazed at the torch to align her spirit. The splendor of Kun Mountain was shrouded, and the colors of early spring faded. Compassion wound around the palace steps, and grief stirred her kin by marriage. The lofty Mang Mountain stood dark; she gazed sadly at the city and its carriages. The covered carriage slowed, and the dragon banners turned gently., Epitaph of Princess Linhai

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