My name is Yan Xi, and I am a princess.
The day the capital fell, my father ordered me to die for my country. I refused.
After that, all I could do was flee in a panic. Unfortunately, the enemy army had already reached the palace gates. There was nowhere left to run.
Just as I thought I was going to die,
a young man on a white horse, wearing silver-trimmed armor and carrying a red-tasseled spear, reached out his hand to me.
I knew the person before me was the enemy general who had brought my country and family to ruin.
Yet I still took his hand and climbed onto his horse
I was not yet sixteen, and my birthday hadn’t even come this year. I still hadn’t grown tired of my favorite peach pastries
Everything told me I still had things in this world I couldn’t bear to leave behind.
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"2022.10.22, blurb archived"
Theme: Life is short
