Poppy
The candles outside the red tent are cold, and I am dreaming.
There is a bit of leisurely sorrow on the willow branches, and the clear frost in the courtyard is like tears that will not fade away.
The orchid breeze and the moon fragrance fill the sleeves, and the person is as thin as a yellow flower.
Regardless of Fengyue's infatuation, one day Xinghan fell in love with Yunping.
Him, with, him.
Fuji Shusuke, and Tezuka Kunimitsu.
The "Princess Princess" of the city guarding king Fuji's family, who fought against the young emperor's accession to the throne, and the young emperor of the Qing Kingdom.
Smiling weakly but unexpectedly stubborn, while doing his best to protect his family, he also tried his best to love the king who was only cruel to him.
Young and promising, calm and self-possessed, rational and stable, cold and arrogant, but just because of him, his mood was messed up.
Love him love him love him love him...
Bound him, ravaged him, tortured him...
He uses love, but he uses his family... And their children.
The smoke and clouds have cleared, and the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. I still remember the poppy that is as red as blood and has a cruel smile deep inside the palace wall.