It has been a month since I married into the palace. It has been almost three months since he left the ancient capital.
I don't know why, I suddenly became interested in the snow. I walked to the courtyard and looked up at the snowflakes flying in the sky. My eyes were full of sadness. I couldn't help but reach out to catch it. The snowflakes fell on my palm and melted instantly, just like the short and beautiful love between me and him.
Seeing how thin I was wearing, Bing'er quickly took out a cloak from the house and put it on me. She said, "Princess, it's cold outside, let's go back to the house!"
From Miss to Princess, neither of us seem to be used to this title, although she has been calling me for a month.
I didn't pay any attention to her words, as if I didn't hear them. Standing in the snow, I was already stiff and numb, as if the bone-deep cold that penetrated my whole body could make the pain in my heart less painful. Soon my long eyelashes were covered with ice. Having had poor diet and sleep for the past month, I couldn't stand it any longer after standing in the snow for an hour. Suddenly, my vision went dark, and I fell backward unsatisfactorily. I only heard Bing'er shout: "Princess." I didn't know anything else. But at the last moment I seemed to fall into a warm embrace.
Concept: fictional historical texts