Her smile was actually cold and sad. Only that one thing could make her happy.
When she was young, she was in the plum blossom forest. He picked white plums for her, put them into her hair, and burned her skin with a slight touch. Then their lips and tongues entangled, and they were careful and gentle, and then they couldn't help but kiss deeply, with pure attachment.
However, the intertwining of their bodies and the swirling fragrance on the pillow made her addicted. It was so intoxicating that she could not feel the pain. Only after recalling it did she realize that even the pain was filled with joy. Therefore, he was the only one left in her eyes and heart.
How many years have passed, he is still the elegant Prince Yin who wears a bright yellow dragon robe, and she is still the Qingzhuo Concubine with a green phoenix screen on her head and a crown on the sixth palace. I remember one time, he asked her, from beginning to end, are you still unwilling to let yourself go and let me go?
She just smiled. How could His Highness let go of my concubine? He never let me go in the past, now he is unwilling to let me go, and in the future... He will never let me go in the future...
I don't want to be implicated by His Highness for the rest of my life. It's just that fate is not up to anyone.
Forgiveness is easy to say but difficult to do.
You clearly know that the person I miss is you, and I also know clearly that the person you miss is me, but because you can't learn these two words, there is a gap in our hearts, and there is no possibility of embracing each other.
Yes, you who used to be by my side silently guarded me like this, and I who used to look back at you silently were like this... But I can never go back. From the moment you swore you would never trust me again, our happiness... Everything became impossible.