The wind on the palace wall blew catkins all over the sky and flew over the cornices. Six-year-old Yu Wenyue stumbled after the broken paper kite and threw herself into Jiang Lingyun's skirt embroidered with luan birds. Her little face stained with grass clippings was raised, her glazed eyes reflected the pearls dangling in her hair, and there was a glistening bead of sweat on the tip of her nose. Her tender palms covered the Jiuluan gold bracelet on Jiang Lingyun's wrist, and her milky greetings were like a pebble thrown into a deep pool, causing ripples in the queen's calm years.
From that day on, the morning and dusk in the Royal Garden were completely disrupted. Three days later, she bumped into a little figure stealing apricots. Yu Wenyue held the green apricots and fell into her arms, but she tightly protected the honey-soaked plums wrapped in oil paper in her clothes: "For the Queen!" Jiang Lingyun smiled and picked the apricot leaves from her hair. The moment her fingertips brushed the cinnabar mole on the back of her neck, her palm was suddenly grasped by wet little hands. "Huang'e Niang's body smells better than the medicine from Taiyuan Hospital." The girl raised her face, her eyelashes were still stained with wet dew, and her voice was sweet with honey.
This entanglement lasted for ten years. When she was dressing up in the morning, there was suddenly a dew-stained wild rose in her hair. When she went to visit the Leng Palace, her clothes were suddenly tugged on. Yu Wenyue held a sachet embroidered with the word "peace" and said stubbornly: "The emperor's mother goes to a place like that. You must bring Yue'er's amulet with you! "As the twilight spreads over the railings, there is always a figure standing on tiptoes, looking around, holding the missing osmanthus cake, waiting eagerly: "This is the snack Yue'er has been saving for three days, how sweet it is!"
However, the marriage decree cuts through the tranquility like a sharp knife, forcing the secret love into a desperate situation. Yu Wenyue's eyes were red and she grabbed Jiang Lingyun's wrist: "My son does not want a consort or a fiefdom, but a mother!" When the forbidden love was crushed under the shackles of ethics, the girl turned around and stepped into the whirlpool of power, walking step by step amidst conspiracy and blood.
Many years later, the sound of phoenix drums resounded throughout the palace. Yu Wenyue wore a black gold imperial robe and climbed to the top of the ninth level. She gently placed Jiang Lingyun's hand on the jade seal that symbolized imperial power: "Back then, you said I was overstepping the rules. Now, can these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers tolerate us staying together?" The former queen Taking off the phoenix crown and putting it back on the empress's hair, the gilded Luan bird and the black dragon pattern complement each other - this bond that started with the warmth of the palms finally subverted the world and crowned the forbidden love into a legend that attracted worldwide attention.
Intention: You and I are destined
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