The ancient palace is lonely, and the palace flowers are lonely and red. The white-headed palace maid is here, sitting around talking about Xuanzong. In this palace surrounded by high walls and people's hearts, it's not just the palace maids who have lost their lives and have gray hair. Before Jing Lingshuang died, he took one last look at the haggard man in his glasses and smiled bitterly. She was confined within this palace wall all her life, walking on thin ice with fear, and in the end, she died silently and without anyone paying attention. Obscurity is a life, and being famous is also a life. What would happen if I could live again? Jing Lingshuang asked herself this when she was dying. If she were to live her life again, she would definitely not live in such a humble way. She would fight for herself and fight for everything, status, love, family affection... Everything. After all, having been bullied and tolerated all her life, the most important thing she lacked was patience. Her patience is enough to support her and get everything she wants. The background of the whole text is fictitious and no verification is allowed! ! !
Intention: Self-improvement, self-reliance, and striving for progress
