The breeze blows slowly, and my beloved returns slowly; I would like to caress the border with you hand in hand, and look at the flowers of Chang'an with a smile; a marriage contract is just a transaction under power. Many years later, she no longer remembered that they treated each other as guests in the bridal chamber. She only remembered that her wedding dress was so gorgeous that day that any woman would be envious. In the night of the bridal chamber, he said calmly: "You and I are both sensible people. There are some things that we don't need to waste anymore." No need to waste words." She just turned off the light silently and spoke slowly: "Young Master, there is no need to remind you. A young woman's heart is like a mirror. It's just a marriage contract. You don't need to worry about it. Once my father successfully allows you to sit on the throne, you can demote me to the rank of concubine."
I still remember that the sun was shining brightly and the breeze was blowing gently on the day she got married. Many years later, he has promised her eternal favor for the king, and a hundred years later, he will join her in the same grave.
He argued against all opinions, "Concubine Qiao and I have gone through a lot of hardships, and our sincerity can be learned from the sun and the moon. Today I want to make her my queen, who dares to object?"
Intention: Live up to the love of the world