"I won't hold you accountable. You will go to the cold palace today. You can do it yourself!" Bai Qingze stood in the hall, his back to the person kneeling behind him. "Concubine," Gu Heng paused, and Bai Qingze turned around, waiting for the next words, "I beg the emperor to divorce me and let me leave the palace." Hearing this, Bai Qingze's heart seemed to be broken somewhere, and he could no longer put it together. He picked up the memorial beside him and threw it at Gu Heng fiercely. The sharp corners of the memorial left a red mark on her face. "Please, Your Majesty, let me go!" Gu Heng bent down and touched his head to the cold earth. Oh, let it go? Is it so uncomfortable to be with me? Bai Qingze's eyes were red, but he still smiled. It turns out that she has been enduring these twelve years. "Yes!" "Thank you, Your Majesty." Gu Heng looked at Bai Qingze, but she couldn't hear the tremor in his voice. She leaned down again and knocked her forehead heavily on the ground, "Your Majesty, may you be blessed!"
Intention: You have your own life, not for anyone else