In her previous life, Yin Fengyi trusted her aunt and concubine so much that when she entered the South Study Room to study, she was tricked by her concubine into sending a love poem to the third prince by mistake, which became a source of laughter in the capital. Later, for some reason, he offended the fourth prince Jiang Si and was teased for two years.
Until she reached the age of hair, she was suddenly offered a marriage to Jiang Si by the Holy Emperor. It was like a thunder on the ground, and Yin Fengyi was so shocked that she couldn't recover. Thinking that Jiang Si didn't like her, he listened to his concubine's words and secretly left the house, hoping to discuss breaking off the engagement with Jiang Si. But I never thought that I would never come back again.
The young man held her covered in blood and knelt in the heavy snow. His eyes were desolate. His hands were shaking violently and he took out the blood-stained letter from his arms. It was a love poem she mistakenly gave to the third prince, but at this time, the young man took it out with shaking hands. The young man looked at her evasive eyes, hugged her tightly in his arms, kissed her forehead with trembling lips, and whispered softly in her ear with a choked voice.
"Little madman, I know everything, I know everything..."
"But... You don't like me." Yin Fengyi spoke with difficulty, full of grievances.
"No, that's not right! I like you, and I love you! I beg you..." The young man explained eagerly and collapsed.
But after all, she couldn't keep him, and Yin Fengyi still closed her eyes in the arms of the boy who had made her lose her heart at a young age.
In the sound of crying that was getting further and further away, she thought: If there is an afterlife, no matter how he bullies and teases her, she will never be angry with him again.
It's hard to find someone in this life, please let her love him well.
Intention: If you have a soft spot, let's renew our relationship.